Wilson's pride

Wilson will you die today
Will the streets take a bite out of you
That heavy shield wounds you every time son
Child in the sun some don't even see the human in you

And each street seems to have teeth
Your guts crave the hard stuff
Your beneath and it's all rough
concrete and merciless days I see you try to hide your eyes when I pass
hide the part of you that is still to die

Ok Wilson let go of your pride
As the night sharpens it's knives
You were just a little kid when you were betrayed on all sides
Aggression swept over your body and soul like the ocean of hell

Blood sweat and intoxication
Each infection you live through
Each terrible disease you have accumulated
your body shakes like a dog in death throes insane
Not a tear from your eye as you feel the withdrawls
again and again

Expressionless as if they can't own you
The concrete owns us all street by street
tooth in the rows of teeth bloodthirsty
A constant grin for your addictions and afflictions son

For the world of pain you've seen
each drop of pride has justified it
The stench of your dying organs
don't raise fear as you wobble outside the bar
Not a tear in your eye

I see you as a child sitting there again old man
those days of rain and poison
The extended hand you shun as the city has it's way with you
The garden contrasts with the dead look across your face