Roughing Up

This is the place where we are born
Those are the ideas we learn
From relatives and friends
From the streets and from trends

Boys will be boys they said
Couldn’t be more wrong instead
We’re just roughing up their minds

This is the place we are used to
This is the earth we walk on
With our hopes and fears
With our laughs and tears

Boys will be boys they said
Couldn’t be more wrong instead
We’re just roughing up their kinds

This is the place we love to hate
This is the place they killed our mate
We are the boys of the dirty streets
We are the freaks whom death first meets

Boys will be boys they said
Couldn’t be more wrong instead
We’re just roughing up their souls

This is the place we hate to love
Those are the thoughts that make us tough
When we don’t die tonight
We will live with a fight

Boys will be boys they said
Couldn’t be more wrong instead
We’re just roughing up their hearts


        © Dominik Alexander / 2023

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