The Predator

The Predator

As I run I see kids playing in the street,
I keep on going and hear a disturbance behind me,
My reflex makes me turn yet I see nothing,
Though I can still feel it coming,
Closer and closer it comes till its eyes wink at me,
A hungry predator rushes down the road,
Two sirens chase it with hopeless speed,
There is no point though the predator is hungry not scared,
He wants to eat he does not care about escape,
The hungry predator spots me but I run onto the sidewalk,
It growls and shoots pass me slapping me with hot petroleum air,
It sees the kids playing and growls again, and then goes in for the kill.

Five kids in total, that’s how many died,
The predator was captured after his meal,
He got his best lawyer and suffered a hefty fine,
And 200 hours of community service at an orphanage,
Using some bullshit story about emotional depression,
He lives happily with his family now,
He is full and satisfied on those five kids for now,
But when will he return for another meal on my street,
When his wife has an affair or kids get pregnant,
Maybe after a hard day at work or he gets fired,As I run I pray for kids playing in the street.


by Shane Johnson

Out of Focus

Out of Focus

Out of range, out of place.
Just not seeing the right face.

Don’t like the feeling,
Everyone looking, and my skin peeling,

Why me, why not you,
I am being held down by the insecure few,

How do I change,
I have no madness to feign,

I will be no fake,I will not care, I will sit and eat cake.


by Shane Johnson

What i Figure

What I Figure

As I walked down the street
My friends I went to meet
I was stopped and offered a job
By George’s gangsta driven uncle bob
He asked “So what you figure?”
I looked at him and replied
“Mister I figure
that u ain’t ma jigga
you use the word nigga
to make u feel bigga
all u do is pull dem triggas
and you wife them gold diggers
so NO is wat I figure!!”


by Shane Johnson

No More Games

No more games

I have come to learn
I have come to be
My old ways I burn
No more games for me

I run to the end
From the devils I flee
I see my friend
No more games for me

I can finally stop
Now I talk honestly
And spin no more tops
No more games for me

Now I live a good mood
Without a social fee
Found a lady at the hood
No more games for me

She is no woman or girl
She is a distinguished lady
I would give her pearls
No more games for me

How long will this last
Two months maybe
But this is a special task
Finally, No more games for me


by Shane Johnson