Let me start with my love for my city. 410
body more my body sore got work like
Arnold got muscle 330
came to the YO for a Hoe
married then lost my wife and 10 years of my life
Simon says go so I went winning the game
People screaming my name brothas mouth bitter
from the salt on they tongue
Understand how the dumb stay dumb
more ignorant than the definition of black
the foolishness in niggas pulling triggas on mothers and blacks
Facts on facts crime bumming.
books worse than bullets running
faster then when the cops coming
just speaking the truth
hating our youth
training them to be ignorant too.
Yeah the blind see better and the deaf hear it all
Big dreams in a small world after all.
911 the towers fall don't go chasing tlc
Tiny mouse domination Walt Disney
mind frame Peter Pan flying fantasy
All it takes is happy thoughts
who would of thought the secret
was a vision board.
welcome to the hoard
Steadily clawed to the top.
And news make viewer soak up lies like mops.
drug heads and bops
street walkers and thots.
The cradle and the baby came down
with the ashes on London's bridge
programmed into our heads.
White Christmas code
CEOs celebrate with coke flow
like snow on a black friday
holla for the holiday.
I say prison life's a joke
life's a prison.
but will they
reset try again
"Mr Clean Mr Clean!
I woke up with my comrades, in our normal tight quarters, when the world began to shake. The thundering sound and vigorous shaking, like a snow globe with all of us bouncing and bumping into each other. Our protective white exteriors, hard like the armors of knights and castles, so within it we all felt unstoppable. We are all so naive to the unimaginable truth that laid before us.
Our world literally turned upside down, scattering us into one huge melting pot. Shimmering crystals and large black sheets rained over our heads in numerous waves. Green, brown, and orange dustings, pummeled us the same just before another earthquake, thunderous clash, and extreme temperatures prevailed. We were losing, and to a force far greater than our own. We weren't prepared, just beaten, burned, and deformed. The sound of sizzling flesh from those who didn't survive, was only muffled by the screams from those drowned by the flood that came with the next series of quakes.
I alone survived to tell this tale, and still to this day, I don't know what pulled me out, but I'll never forget what I heard.
"Oh shit man! That's good."
I felt like I was falling for hours and I was certain that this was my end, but to my surprise it wasn't. I landed on my side and rolled until I reached a trench. Burned and a little shaken, I took cover in the trench, laying there extra still, hoping it would all go away.
I was awaken by announcer saying
"Covid has swept the nation, taken the lives of over 10,000"
Covid has taken the lives of all my comrades but I R.I.C.E. #911
will not let them die in vain.
I chased the fairytale that we were safe.
Safe from the bitterness that comes with freedom.
The sickness that lies within the free
Materialized in the form of Covid 19
Them that chose to be separate from we.
We, barricaded away from those.
We, separated from them.
We, the quarantined.
We, the free from sickness.
Materialized as Corona Virus.
We, can not accept it
How we were infected
When we are protected
By being so separate
from the sick of the free
materialized as Covid 19.
Such a horrific scene.
Could someone explain
how we the quarantine
Us the infected.
free and unfree
Beyond the words, thru the silent speech. Which mouth & lips may form to speak. Depths deeper than the strongest touch. No hand could ever feel. Sights so clear, but visions blurred to even phantom the true signs given to grasp the knowledge hiding in between the Words. In all shapes, forms, plus the keys which will open ones Greatness. Seek the outer reach of your Wildness. To take that road to guide you surpass those which stands still. Your mind that places you on a level of those who are Chosen!
Life should be filled with grand gestures
doing only what you mean.
So if you do what you mean, why not make it grand?
Why not take a stand?
Riot for what you believe in
move to where your love’s been.
Keep your happiness in demand
and make all your gestures grand
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