Judgment of A Man's Life

Never had a silver spoon , an meals were never Gormet
Two and three together , resting foot to head
No cellular communication , rather standing in line waiting
Checking the refrigerator, for your home phone delegation
Everyday required patience, continual consideration
Sacrifice over all . Plus mom n poppa bears dedication
Sought a route of escape an, vetured to what seemed to make sense
No such thing as rule breaking , in this athletic safe haven
Given the world exclusively , on the ability to play
Once the playing days were done , he watched that fade away
Not even from a stranger , this one knew him well
Provided when he had everything , yet when it was gone , said go to hell
Not in the literal , but to him , actions are what tell the story
An avid lover of an All American, crawfished when he fell from glory
Now year's after and 3 seeds later , wondering who I am
Gazing in a broken mirror , do you recognize this man ?
According to social media , you'd believe his life is golden
Yet lying beneath that smile , is a man wore down and broken
In refusal to shame the children, that undoubtedly gives him life
Foundation is applied to his wounds, to mask turmoil and strife
From dusk til dawn , its a struggle to make provisions
The ones who know him best, question most of his decisions
It's unnerving to believe , they'd suggest his struggle is done purposely
Giving it the best that he has, so it be worth it........ See
A still surface, doesn't necessarily depict calm water
Beneath the surface , there's piranhas committing manslaughter
Devouring life piece by piece, in a vigorous fashion
So before passing judgement , consider every element is all that im asking......