He told me that it was love
That gave him insomnia.
Love made him aperfectionist.
Love gave back his deep emotions.
Hidden deep down in hisfiery heart ...
Only to be found by the strongest feeling - LOVE.
Love madehim drop the royal blue do-rag
That separated him from his own race.
Fullof bloody pasts,
Gang Rivals dividing the city blocks,
Creating a barrierof hate.
Love made him quit his illegal night job
On the streets -hustlin'
And get on his two feet
To take care of his own.
It was lovethat made him look in the mirror
And realize in order tolove me,
He must first love himself.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.