There is a boy
And a car
And a heartbeat
Racing

There is a man
Spun out on the side of the road

There is smoke and heat
Rubber and street
And simple honest fun

Now a gun

There's a boy
And a pistol
And a passion
Blazing

There is a man
Sprawled out on the bathroom floor

There is smoke and heat
Crimson concrete
And feet pounding earth

Now a birth

There is a boy
And a girl
And a rythme
Fading

There is a man
Cut out of flesh and of womb

There is smoke and heat
Burn holes and sheets
And two decades to learn

Now a turn

There is a car
And a girl
And a gun
Living

There is a man
Watching the three with disgust

There is smoke and heat
Broken hearts in sheets
And earth died red in despair

Now it's fair.

In one he is youth
In smoke and heat
In one he is strong
And smoke and heat
In one he is born
Of smoke and heat

Give me fire.
Give me life.
Give me eyes.
Give me rights.
And a man
Not a boy
Shall i be.

Cryptic puzzles tangle, with one truth in hand.
There is no such thing as cowardice in man.