Chasing Time

Views from opposite ends of the world..
Itallic = girl from Asia (Taku)
Regular font= boy from the hood of Chicago (Devon)

[8:00 AM Central]
More than half the world runs by schedule, yeah for me it’s daylight
Gotta get up and brush my teeth, dust up my sneaks start my day right
Last night had me tweeking, today I meet my clique right after school
My boy got a confrontation aka a brawl, tonight is going to be bad news

[Same time Different place]
Ma said it’s time to go to bed, I clear up my head, saying thanx to Buddah
My brother left his chopsticks on the floor, I’d clean it before he gets the ruler
Slapped across him hand, so I cleaned the chopsticks, Mama’s china I grabbed
And poured myself a sip, then continued emptying dishes… I dropped a glass!
Ma went to bed and turned her light off……. I’m trying to clean up this mess
I started rushing because I knew in a little my father was to come home next
And he’s the type to get mad over spilled milk, physical abuse was his sermon
Contemplating what to do.. I couldn’t tell mother all she’d give was his warning
Now I’m worried, I threw all the broken glass in an old box next to the waste pail
I ran to my bedroom in a tip-toe manner, if I was up to something Ma couldn’t tell

[3:00 PM Central]
I served my detention, I noticed how time went passed.. It’s way past noon
My boi should be at the front door of the building, not there, the bathroom?
I didn’t see him there either.. I heard some people in the stalls and footsteps
Turning around I seen my boi busted up, blood chunks on his shirt from his neck..
I picked him up off the ground asked him what was wrong and he pointed
I saw the guy we were supposed to beat up, his shadow I couldn’t avoid him


[Same time Different Place]
*The Asian Girl, Taku is still asleep*

[Sometime Later- Central]
*To Be Continued*

[Same time, Asia]
The day was fine now I went off to school after Dad said goodbye to me
I felt ashamed knowing I couldn’t tell him… yet I felt a better sense of relief
Knowing I wouldn’t get in trouble for an act he’d call evil, it was a mistake
The broken glass was my mischief, I refuse to let an object take my mind away
From my concentration on my test.. *Finished* I received the best grade in class
I ran home to tell my mother and I heard my dad shake and rattle the box of glass
…I opened my mouth to say it was an accident and I felt the heat in his fist
He was more pissed to see my face than to look at the glass, I hoped he missed
And he swung again and knocked me to the ground… my soul’s eye busted open
I felt my iris pierce through a new light shined through, my body was broken
*To Be Continued*

(Lady Fiya)
Words of wisdom
Time is a relation of fate. It cannot be controlled.
You can control your actions, but not any outcome.
“Fear none of those which you shall suffer”
-Revelations 2:10

*^With That Said, The To Be Continued is there for a reason.^*

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