Da_Chi_Type I NEED TO DIVERSIFY MY FRIENDS - Jan 30 add/view comments (0)

Hey wussup my name is Akeem I'm from the Chi (Englewood Stand Up). Right now im at KKC gettin my education in GRAPHIC DESIGIN deciding whether or not i'm goin back to SIU-C.I have been doing graphic design for over 2yrs, If you or anyone you kno needs work done check out my work on flickr at this link>> http://www.flickr.com/photos/3 6589782@N05/ and if u like it hit up my inbox . I also plan on going on getting my degree in civil engineering one day soon and become a trained chef...u only get one life so do as much as u can..As for wat im looking for is connections if you read the whole page u will notice i dont need a girl at this moment. any guys that come on my page im stragiht my dude an i dont wanna converse unless u talm biness but anywho Im into fun stuff wit fun peoples wat ever that may be im more of a spontaneous person. I'm not how appear to be and 10 times better than what people know me as. I'm tired of this swagg epidemic people swear to bob but i am fresh...Not conceited just real cuz everybody got flaws right. anything else u need kno just hit a brother up. You can also Hit me on twitter twitter.com/i7sAK an join my fb group http://www.facebook.com/#/grou p.php?gid=133976656320&ref =ts

MY CITY(by me)

As I sit high above my city
And peer down to its gritty...
Streets.
I hear the voices of a million souls,
But yet no one speaks.
As I stare down on my city I see gansters and cops,
The enforcers of the law versus the laws of the block.
Is it hands in cuffs or hands cuffing a rock.
As I dig deeper into my citys life
I see a greiving mother and a lost child,
Underneath that old white veil is his new wife,
And tales from old men flow fluidly like freestyles.
As I dangle my feet off the highest cloud above my city, I see;
66th and Artesian,
Two niggas argue for no reason,
Sox, Bears, and Bulls
Brothers Of the Struggle or the boys in blue
I see the future in new eyes and the past in old
Lawn chairs as place holders after blizzards blow.
I see the Windy, Second City of Big Shoulders.
Chicago, Chi-Town, Chi-City, My City

AND THIS IS TO HER(by me)

I held her hips as I tasted her lips
Perfume expelled from her body and
I brushed my hand against her neck

I stared into her eyes to undrestand how we became...
Maybe He wanted this to be
I stared further to undress her soul

And discover how deeply rooted she is in this situation,
Unable to make a move.
Most would laugh at the thought of a walking tree
But I smile as she walks with me

Quietly I watch her,now forbidden to touch by what bound us
Unless He has planned another time for us together
I will rest my resetless efforts
That is until she comes to me with no restraints.
And this is to her.