What is the gain of this pain? (The cycle of life to Death)

I forget to remember that no matter how much I claim to be a street boy, because of certain behavioural acts or tendencies of mine which is due to some other level of exposure and experience. I am still known and thought of, by many as a coperate- boy, who was once a calm and calculated quiet individual within the neighbourhood, and only just had a thing for being a bold talker of talks when he was ready to talk. To some I am still that fellow that handles a church service through a programmed sermon and an intense musical and dramatic display that all glorified the gospel, to the others, I could be that person that did not really preach the gospel, but appeared too innocent to be a part of anything astray. They said I had a responsible mindset. I can assume with full support from myself that all they did then was have thoughts of themselves, because no one really was with the me, that is meant to be in me, when I was with me. They could not be sure they knew me. Nobody knows Nobody.
Religion has its doctrines, We must have been thought one or the other while undergoing the process of socialising with the society and environment, which we would always happen to find ourselves in. When the government endorses policies to make it look like things would happen easily, it takes my mind back to tuface idibia, who says," if them talk sey e easy, omo na set up" the most powerful ancient instrument of motivation has been the stick and carrot system, Rewards and punishments happens to be the programming for man to feel comfortable with. Those that put the mechanism into play, they know how far their manipulations are taking them. They want us to believe it has to be what the book says, then we have to think less of everything that pays.
Did we come to stay then find out if we burn forever or sing halleluyah forever? Beautiful concept, but I am less concerned, I got fresh dealers concepts and I want to make money before this body shuts down like when I am asleep and goes down to rot there forever. Have you not heard something about focusing on what is directly in front of you, like your dashboard. The gain of the pain down that lane took me to another way which I thought I could sway and play. I thank the power that IS for making me. Make use of the time you see now, you are not really sure of another.

_CoperateStreetBoy*
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