Two Paths

Driftwood Avenue once upon a time an option to gangbang the option of crime. Two paths to take, decisions to make down the rabbit hole would this be my fate?. Chased through the bushes almost got me too late, my friend did not make it, history back then was to be his fate. Way back when, when gangbanging began, I had choices to remain strong or to get sucked in. Fighting a natural part of life back then no chance to walk away playground drama playground fight. Time to defend. The tides of change were taking flight, a community in transition a future of blight. Gosford vs Driftwood who would win, two sides of pointless let the war begin. An exodus to get out, but some could not, thankfully for me fate did not take me out…Poetry by Dean