STREET INCREDIBLES
We are boys;
Who were wounded by the anger of the sun,
Spat on with saliva of the cloud,
And watched the night bid farewell to the moon...
Just to put a smile on the face of our stomach.
We are boys;
Who ate our hunger,
Smiled with our tears,
Lived where death could die
And faced today with broken hopes of yesterday...
Hoping tomorrow will be fair to us.
We are boys
Who died in the heart of kiths and Kin's,
Erased from the memories of friends,
But strive daily to be buried in the books
Having names of great men and women
Who left their footprints in the sand of time.
We are boys;
Who was grounded by our background,
Mocked by our dreams,
Feared our fate...
But still moved up the ladder to a place...
Where the sun could shine his light on our path.
We are boys;
Born without a silver spoon...
But rather, with heart of a man.
Born not as a branch of an iroko tree...
But as a seed to grow the tree of our choice