We are
decapitated
Of not
knowing our selves
Isolated
with rejection
Of not
accepting da truth
That will
heal us
We are still
at war
With da
mutated pains of broken hearts
So da people
are da now
Da zombies
Stabbing one
another with revenge
A lost
soldier
Who was very
shy
And couldn’t
open up
Cause of da
persecution
So I gave in
to da temptation
It wasn’t
easy walking in da darkness
I had to
understand
My people
didn’t have
Unconditional
love
Or da power
to forgive
So God
transformed me
Into a
poetic soldier
Who had to
erase
My
conviction of sensitivity
And
inspiring those
Who remain
lost
Don’t throw
away your life
To drown in
illusions
Cause da
people
Need to hear
How u walked
through it all
I write for
that poetic revolution for change
So slavery
should no longer exist among us
I write for
that poetic revolution for change
So slavery
should no longer exist among us
I write for
that poetic revolution for change
So slavery
should no longer exist among us
Poetry is my
weapon
To defeat da
demons
Who continue
to try
To take me
out this Universe
Poetry is my
weapon
And potion
dissolving
This family
curse
So da devil
can’t
Contaminate
our flesh
With his disease
of a broken heart
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