Illegal Lines

In streets where shadows play and hide I wrote my rhymes, my heart's inside


On walls that whispered secrets sweetI etched my name, my soul to greet



With ink that flowed like midnight oilI painted words that told my tale


Of dreams and schemes, of highs and lowsOf life lived outside the legal rails



My verses danced upon the nightAs sirens wailed and headlights bright


I wrote of love, of loss, of strifeAnd all the beauty in illegal life



But now, my lines are lines of shameEchoes of a life that's lost its claim


To freedom's voice, to liberty's nameYet still, my heart beats with the same



Flame that fueled my illegal Lines And in the darkness, I'll rewrite my rhymes.