• these are the stories of lost children of the city,
    been fathered by the like s of tupac and biggie.
    i wonderout of this pain what shall arise from the rubbleof a life built on hip hop lies
    born into failure she took her first breath
    in the arms of a jail nurse her first look of death
    on her first day of life
    which for her wld be a saga of unending strife.
    an unedening search for a heart to love her
    one hand to hold,one soul to touch her,
    born to face both father and mother
    through aglass a window pane
    violent years silent tears
    a life chasin'shadows and runnin'from mirrors     crying