Time on the Block

Drivebys,

Quienceneras,

And Block parties.

Hindsight-

Are all blurred in my mind’s eye.

They’re all the same.



I have seen kids

                           Become teens,

                                                   Become thugs.

Seen fights

                           Become beef,

                                                   Become slugs.



“If you look long enough into the abyss,

It looks back at you.”



I ask myself indeed,

Am I watching the block

Or is the block watching me?