We fight for the struggle
The struggle
We struggle to get loose
There would be no need for
Struggling
Had we not been took into
Bondage
In the first place
We’ve come some distance
In the struggle
Yet we are still struggling
To free ourselves
Of oppression
We are not suspects
We are victims
Victimized
With no justice
On our side
Freedom my people
Freedom is a lie
Our young brothers
Are targeted
Bullets or life
Bullets or life
Bullets or life
Wakeup
Bullets or life
The Immortal Wize
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Phenomenal Paris says: LOOOVVEEE IT!!! |
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tretre says: Very Very powerful poem.....When I read this i was like "Whhhhhatttttt...because you formed what I sometimes want to say into something powerful. I hope you don't mind me sharing this...Beautiful Beautiful. Always keep that pen movin Wize Dom! |
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mlowe5 says: "Bullets or Life", well penned. When will the struggle become bullets for lives to be? Keep pounding the question, Peace and Love. |
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