The Story of the Hustler

Laying on the roadside on a cold winter night with no bed,
After the several tears he has had to shed,
Having so many crazy thoughts in his head,
He was even thinking he would have been better dead.
Reading the bible and trying hard to believe as he read,
Convincing himself to trust what the word of God has said.


He read the verse... "All things work together for good"
He thought... what good comes from a hustling in the hood?
Fighting for survival, not knowing how to get his next food,
Trying his best to make sure life does not strip him nude,
He's been hustling and struggling since his childhood,
Wishing he could be happy, but he's never in the mood.


Looking out to the left and right, east and west,
Longing for when his soul would eventually find rest,
When he would be treated like a special guest,
And be at peace like a bird in it's nest.
This has turned out to be the goal of his quest,
So he decides to return to God with a greater Zest.


God answered and said it was now his time to manifest,
That all he has been through in his life was a character test,
A test to bring out in him nothing but the best.
Right now, its time to rise and suck king's breast,
The time to put on dancing shoes and praise vest,
And testify that God is faithful, with his hands beating his chest.


(c)DK... May2009