Alfonso Madrid Jr.

-----Waking up with a hangover, trying to remember what happen... who's the punk or the tough guy who fell into my punch, but all of a sudden the crazy headache appears like a boner, I start shaking like a wino, it's true. walked to the kitchen under the stove, to the right hand side, I kept a bottle of bcrdi light, came in handy all the time. So, no shower. I Put on some new gear I had stashed, (bought @lowmans good shit) the dark ass shades, alittle bit more gel, lo zapato y pala calle.=================== Reynolds had the 2.50 shot with the bud chaser. From here on the story becomes kind of blury.=======all of a sudden, they start playing "Hotel california", I had to leak the "lizard", so I proceeded to bathroom real quick, and I found myself having the time of my life in reynolds bathroom, inhaling drunk urine, and singing "Hotel California".=============================================== My phone rings, and all of a sudden ---------I...

Washington Heights night,---------------------------------------------------------- ========Hurry up, it's gonna be 10 O'clock, comp before 11:00 O'clock, I only have money for my drinks, speed it the f*ck up, Whatcha doin in there?-------------------------I'm lookin in the mirror nigga, makin sure my sh*t is right. Checkin out the status of my johnson, trimmin on the hairs fo no problem, I don't like when I'm conffronted by a jungle, have a hair between the teeth,----that i removed ----while i'm sitting-- having dinner, We doing the larry on a cab son, so go cop those 40's cause you makin me nervous, Who's coming with us? Tell them to meet us @ the McD's On 54th st. We'll chug the 40's in the cab w/ this chatica that I have, Jack always comes thru. The pokadot shirt, a tie to match the sox, Loose ass pants to lose the legs as I compete in a" this is ska" dance. a possession of Fred Astaire to glide through my blury star...

-----------I'm running, I'm running sweat burning my eyes I feel like I'm falling, cause it's been an hour and 25 and counting. My body, my body, telling me to sIow down take control cause I could die. -----------------------------------------------------------------My mind, my mind is telling me to listen to the song of Hector Lavoe, to use the inspiration that he easily just whistled.--------------------------------------------------My sweat, my sweat telling me it's enough, your body is drenched.------------------ Why do I, why do I, put myself through this pain and suffering, if the reason I started is to relieve the tripping and stumbling.----------------------------------------------- I will, I will survive to run another run, but next time I'll make sure to stretch, cause I just caught a cramp i have to stop and walk cause I don't want to catch another one, actually let me sit here... and have a cold one!

Last night I had a dream that revealed so many things that confused me. Things that I had no answers to. Monkey wrenches that have been thrown in life's path. Sometimes we work so hard and expedite accordingly, but regardless of well planning, things turn out as if no effort presented. I waited patiently until my eyes would direct me to bed. It was then that my dream began. Revealing all I have been working so hard for, showed me my life @ the highest peak of desire. I have never really been ambitious for the currency, but more for the skill of life and what I can accomplish with my heart and soul, No effort in that, just a natural essence of interest. My dream met me in my most peaceful state, and revealed that as long as there is happiness and feel real about what I'm doing, the best effort, that's all that it takes to be recognized, and last night I was recognized by GOD. He let me know that it's all good and he's watching me. I'm ...

When i was growing up in Washington heights in the 80's. There was only one pool that was available to swim in, and that was a pool in the bronx called VanCourtland. We would take the # 1 train to the last stop, 242st. The train would be crowded, with people eager to kool off the summer heat . It was mission to get there, and once there, we had to wait on line for an hour to pay 25 cents. There was a store inside that would sell french fries in a cup drowned in ketchup, that was my reward for staying in the water for so long. I was to skinny to withstand the freezing water. Shivering with towel as my savior and a mouth full of fries. That was when I was introduced to a different type of dancing, competition and dance, expression with self skill, Search Amazon.com for breakdancing It was called "Rocking". The dance battles would happen @ the back side of the pool. My Mom bought me my first White Gloves. The one and only to inspire and encourage to do what i...

I remember my mom pushing the shishkobo kart from the parking lot to the cement boardwalk. Beef Shishkabobs sodas and pinwheels is what my mom and dad would sell on the beach, leaving the beach as my playground, I thought I was a monkey for a longtime because, i found the art in climbing so easy. I believed that my mom and dad, didn't want to tell me that I was adopted cause it would of hurt my feelings. I think I climbed every tree on the coast of the beach, I drank all the soda I wanted and ate all the shishkabob I could fit in my 50 pound body. Every time we would go visit someone that was supposedly family the first comment out their mouth was "Oh he so skinny, does he eat anything"? I thought to myself, "Fat ass bitch, you should lose some weight before you break your ankles--------down to cont. Valleys Of Neptune I had a complex being skinny, that I would try to dream a solution to my boney body. I laugh about it now, but back then, I could see the sor...

I was born in a cement jungle, ever since I can remember.  playing inside abandoned cars, Playing skellys in the middle of the street, carving into the tar to make the skelly board. I'm a father of two, and watching my kids interact, brings back these memories, like when I would get permission from my mom, to go down stairs and get wet @ the Fire hydrant, the older kids would rub an empty can on the cement floor until both ends were cut off, then came the real fun, using it as a mini hose to get the water 20 feet into the air, or as far as across the street to wet the people that thought were safe& dry. Lol I was so skinny, I use use TV cable that would dangle to the backyard and use it as a swing... I would swing as if it was for real Lol