Ready, Aim, Fire.

Today I shoot out the cannons of rhyme for my brother-in-crime, the Ghetto Hitman. Happy Birthday Faris, I hope you have a kickass one & you don't have to kick people's asses today! 

Sharp shooter, goal-getter, 
Another bro couldn't do better,
A voice of reason in dark times,
For you today I will rhyme.

We sealed the bond of Ghettohood at the dawn of 2010, 
You were a solid bro from the beginning even then, 
Ensuring I had bunkmates in Tun Mutahir, 
And then later introducing me to bro Shahir.

Melaka escapades & times in Ghetto town, 
Passively supporting each other whenever we were down, 
From Ba Pahat Mall to Jonker Street, 
The Ghetto Hitman was the one to beat. 

It feels like forever ago that we were a merry band, 
Now look at you a working and married man, 
Don't hang up those nunchucks & the rifle just yet, 
There are more adventures in store I bet.

This one is for you the best Hitman ever, 
Who is silently resilient in the hardest of weather, 
Have a happy birthday with your lovely wife, 
And remember that Ghetto Girl's got your back through any strife. 


- SB
12.49am, 23rd April 2016
Ghetto HQ 



SB is a conflicted soul of sorts, who is mad enough to go chase after what she really loves as opposed to conform to society and her mother's idea of a successful person. She prays she makes it in life, because she will not be able to tolerate the nagging that would follow if she doesn't. Her inspiration comes from everything around her, as well as made up situations in her head. Good luck distinguishing between the two. 

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