The wind blows my eyes close no sunny days the air is cold the trees is dieing babies is crying parents are struggling life got em stressing hard to carry on single mother cause the fathers is lost in the storm so mothers is forced to be strong some turn into strippers to maintain and carry on kids are raising there self lost in the darkness picking up bad habits cause the streets there roaming are colder then ice water no positive around just devilish things crime is through the city no bat man around to help fight this life of crime human jungle only the strong survived the weak turns into pray so death they will have to face so tell me Lord what am I suppose to DO!?
Tmartin The Poet!
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EmpressRee says: Real talk in your piece. It is a personal struggle within self which cascades out into society. Great question "What am I suppose to Do!?" -study your own demons. everyday will be a different day. However if we keep allowing external beings dictate our emotions and behaviors we will forever struggle with knowing self. Thanks for sharing! :) |
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