Slum King 2

Brave hearts with lights revolving around their destinies,

Destined to be giants who will lead tomorrow into victory, living in subtle ways of wealth and fulfillment, to death they pray to be the head and not the tail, the more they try, the more they failed but still they stayed. 

To the end troubles they persevered of death and of sorrow, the static nature of cruelty on the lane to their expectations so severe and gruesome to bare some fell and some held on to the end.

Coming from the slums where they all began, with bright smiles on faces of poor kids with no iota of truth spoken to them while they grew, all they knew was just the love and cruelty of folks who pass down their own experiences down to their generations without realizing that the world evolves steady and only they who evolve with the world make it to the end.

They who made it made it out of the slums, where left with choices of different vices to choose from populating the correctional facilities instead of schools.

Making a king out of a slum is a real irony of life but every slum king is always a hero of his parth and past. Stay real and focused lifes but a dream at the end of it all.