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I watched attitudes demise and uproar despise,
The security of the clips and the loss a move whipped,
Hard headed infinities as the truth trump fear,
The focus of conspiracy to come behind in the rear,
Undercover mother and undercover closer I had to leave,
Only to be brought back after refusing to see,
This judgment has become the Angel of my walk,
In times doing what family wanted me distraught,
Black Light Avengers now in unification,
Trump as the pen of those incarcerated,
It has become the evidence of my mexican sign,
Marching in tune in front of the lines,
A challenge locally that this medication is new,
Nationally abroad people still view,
Incarcerated people are for now the cold scene,
Those whom have stood and survived the cracked dream,
Choosing a path I don’t have to say,
The sun in its eclipse runs into this way,
A careful dock is eager to port,
Allowing all channels of equal remorse,
U are right and prone naturally to disease,
The diabetic back of family money,
Edit my situation an example of health,
Decomposing drinks of losing stealth,
I’ve lasted this long by uncovering the samples,
How far I go sets my sun to example,
This is the point of tragedy I’m concerned,
Much more than hush of family that will not to learn,
Bias in consequence willing to support,
Yet, Black Light wants his rub from letters I voice,
She won’t come as quickly to raise our needs,
Some are held hostage and some fight to bleed,
Just another day slow in the sound,
A trump trying to reach stars falling to the ground,
The Lord won’t give this instrument a resolve like Katrina,
For its my honor to step in the arena,
Amidst the riots we sit and wait,
A stroke of the lense they tenderly meditate.
