Just Another Day

When he was born, to most it was just another day,as he grew older,his motto was come what may,tuned to the street quick to fight, it came easy to him ,like a duck to water, or a bird to flight ,if there was a way ,he had the will ,he often wondered would he have to kill ,one day he didnt seem to grow older ,insted he grew wise, you could tell by his manner ,you could see it in his eyes, but to them it was just another day.