c 2000 by William R. I. "Easy" Smith

From within this shell fo mine various worlds untwist unwind In my childhood dreams I've seen tragedy and frightening screams I've seen the gloom on Mama's face Empty pockets on Daddy's payday all year long same ol' case day I've seen and worn dirty shirts along with dirty slacks My sisters and brothers, too just one of those things in life as I grew Hunger pains I've grown to know many a day same ol' sorrow A bloody war I've seen too many died red, yellow, white and black ones too Yet there are no shouts of joy For I who missed being a boy Turned into man Full of schemes awakenened by my own screams My tears of sadness may one day be My tears of gladness for just a dream 'Cause when I open my eyes All the visions so recently seen Are none other than reality!