Friday, November 28, 2025

I ain't slaking

I ain't slaking, was just checking,

before long, life started breaking,

had not much, odds were staking, 

against me, so I kept faking... 


World's unfair, you feel me,

I had failure, seldom wins,

been taken for many rides,

still I endured, being tough skin. 


I ain't slaking, was just checking, 

finding ways, to have it working,

taking odd jobs, did some settings,

to receive positions, of my liking. 


It's all sweat and blood,

I never begged or stole,

don't go by my appearance, 

I was once enrolled... 


I ain't slaking, was just checking,

do forgive me, if it was upsetting, 

and swear, I am not neglecting, 

every day, I have been progressing. 


For, I regret, mistakes committed, 

was too soon, for leaving the nest,

so I promised, to turn things around,

reform myself, and return...

Into the folds of society. 


P.S : A rap style poetry about homeless or a person who was taken as antisocial, explaining how he is a victim of circumstances.


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