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can't show my face in this place
trying to breathe give me space
enough so we don't touch and
agree in the middle of getting
a degree when heard the
decree is it them or is it me
I don't know more than I been
told it's a lot of two cents
about this current nonsense
more opinions than bible verses
fighting hard warding off curses
heart goes out to the nurses
on the frontline out in the pines
gasping like smothering in plastic
nothing bombastic I bust the rhymes
nothing but poetry on my mind
bout to retire from the Vibe
upon reaching 2,020 Scribes
I will not put my pen down
I will still be around as long as I'm alive
to show love where it's needed
where there is hunger I'm gone feed it
I will not forget the Tribe
