Near Danger Deep

They call me deep

Five foot and a half on the surface

Twenty feet deep underneath

I studied long and strong to get where I am

Dropped out of high school

To get a head start on life

That nigga don’t know me

He don’t owe me nothing

Won’t give me anything

Forever want to be in my face

During examination

There is proof he’s not studying

So why is he here?

Does he like the way his ears fill

When the pressure of deep water sets in

Does he like almost running out of air

Holding his breath

I take a deep breath

Always aware

That the surface is near

By Yolanda Poole-Clarke 8/6/2010