I am the streets

And the streets are me,

I hide in the shadows

I make no apologies,

I live in the grime

But I don’t do crime,

Instead I do healing

Through words poetry and rhyme,

I live on the streets

And the streets are me,

I fight for the rights

But I hide away from the light,

I stand for what’s good

Within downbeat neighbourhoods,

I motive and inspire

And I lift their dream up higher.