Scooter ride
I stopped at the traffic light, above all the dancing of dirt and dust my heart was singing Adele I wanted to wrap myself in my hometown glory so I wouldn't have to leave not this time We were warriors waiting for the whistle to go our mission as vain as the making of the road, but we knew how to swim through the dirt and rise like a dust and hurry our way to the same old same old Somehow we were always late, then we would stack our backseat with excuses and some stories of fate the day before, I fell from my scooter My aunt is fine Arise and shine, she says Bible sees her face every day I didn't think much about her life before The only Man in her life would take care of her I thought but when she was sick there were no bigger hands to give her a care Days get old and the stories get told she had pizza and I had dumplings that moment was the only youth that we would ever share, her faith strong but her beliefs naive I didn't say a w