Trash Ben

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"How can we win in this trash Ben, where they trash men and we trash our women?" The mask is spinning as we continue giving our children to a system, that emotionally, mentally and physically whipping them, mind, body, and soul, HOLD! That mean our minds are being controlled, our souls are being unfolded, our stories untold, so we are thrown in a hole, the first number code that was sold on the stock market like we were thrown in a bowl, standing like a pole when we are standing in the cold, yet we still standing in the cold , hands fold, face bold, as we are told what to be, "Do you see?" "How can we win when they controlled the pen that written their philosophy?" "Why do you think you are free, when all you see is project housing, babies mouth unfed as we mourn the dead, and murder the brothers wearing the blue or the red, we are crumb fed stale bread and Dead Prez, grave shares and empty pots, empty thoughts that are lost in the dark as we fight demons, dreams are screaming to win, "How can we win, when we are in a trash Ben, where they trash men and we trash our women?" The cash came fast through our sinning because these institutions has miseducated our children, so fast living is all they are giving before death or prison...Trash Ben... Trash Ben written by Sa Ra Safari Messiah Kamau