Heaven

All my childhood heroes died.

Malcolm X was my best friend in middle school.
I cried when I finished his autobiography.

Why do the good die young?
I have seen proof thereof
many times. Still
I try to rationalize some truth therefrom.

Sometimes the world breeds anomalies
that supersede their times.

Rest in peace my brother.

I hope to see you, in the sky.
Tupac told me there was a heaven for a G.
Is it true?

Is there somewhere where me, you,
Biggie, Proof,
Jesus, Buddha, Muhammad, Confucious,
Ghandi, Martin, and Patrice Lumumba,
can kick it?

If there is a heaven,
I have no doubt there are gangsters in it.

They couldn't desensitize your smile.
I remember it so vividly.
All the while, as darkness thickened,
you kept on grinnin.

Most drug dealers are victims
of circumstance and their past.

I have known death in many forms,
though none seemed as difficult to bear
as those whose passing is still premature.

Ye though we were not naive enough
to think you would make it out alive,
prediction is no prescription.

O Lord,
Save Our Souls.
This isn't how life's supposed to be?
Is it?

True.

This business business
is getting out of control.

Ain't no life worth a figure,
no matter how large,
or minimal.

Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us of our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.