[Mr. J]

His memories of her, justify the risks he'd take.
ensuring his liability before he left his 6 by 8.
whatever he did, he paid. Her smile was his get away.
good & bad always result in conflicts of change.
same shit, different day; the stress weighs heavy.
handshakes & promises can cause less strain...
when he's free, the debt either gets paid steady...
or he loses it all...cruel fact is death claims many.
the standard definition of who he becomes advances from there..
if he can live long enough...he'll learn second chances are rare.

Eventually the weight of the absence is too much
most would choose to fill what was left with new love.
balance needs to be kept before her senses blew up.
she was strong, she needed to be for the next few months...
At night she would admire the resemblance in his stature
A smile stretched across her face in a affectionate manner.
A reminder...through each of the impressions he captured.
She never believed someone else would have left her enamored...
but it happened...as the steam left where her hoods scorching
she understood the meaning of serendipity & praised her good fortune.

Recognizing his faults he grew wiser each day.
He had a child to raise & wanted to change despite each claim.
the drive inside of him validated the sacrifices he made
the inability to earn had urged him to try crime sprees, raids.
which resulted in his incarceration which he was freed from
rivalries inside was something that was hard to flee from.
once he gained freedom he knew he had to cover lost wages
realizing his faults again thats when the whole cost changes.
his survival was insured & now he put his faith in this odd stranger...
one his wife & son told him about...a stuntman for car chasers..

Observing this new acquaintance from a distance.
he agreed on helping his friends companion to resolve the difference.
Their job required a heist, one job to call off these henchmen.
his anger was fueled by a threat that he found no sense in...
a threat that put 3 lives at risk over an obligation when Standard was imprisoned
he was comforted by his skill behind the wheel & the results of his mission...
the driver would have never guessed the unsportsmanlike needs
everything fell flat, a double cross...there is no torrent like greed....

Heroes are crafted by their own choices in life
they are lead by their heart or the voices inside.
whether it be a father fighting to change his life.
a mother doing her best whenever problems arise...
or a new-found friend...who is just trying to do right...
each have their own trials that run their own course...
in the end
Some heroes are molded while others are born.