Another early morning with no food for a single child who's born in the world with no smiles , will he grow to find his faith watching the planet move with no hesitate , the murder on the street God looking at cover up body lie on the concrete cover in sheets , the kids with no shoes on there feet walking with no food to eat , in my neighborhood the frightening terror guess we was born in a hecked era just ask the man in the mirror , do we take beatens from police putting your hands up just watch the gun rapid release , its prison and a graveyard my black brothers we must stop living hard the times we fail will soon stop and for all blacks we will prevail just keep your heart in the right spot ,
V2. My closest friends mistreated a Mexican a brother to me more than just a friend we taking over the world but lost in a swirl spin they discriminate us do to our skin , either black or Mexican they attack us
we still Americans ... I hear the president broken many families leaving dead bodies in the alley , how many times they scream this is not about race but scare to look me in my face , Dear Father Do They Not Know What They Do praying for a rescue God Save Us ,
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A Hero Of The Streets
PoetryPoetry, Hardworking , Black Teen, Living Rough. Different Emotions Young Black Males Go Through The Day 2 Day Struggle Inside Different Areas of America They Wanna See Me Fall Is Not For All But If You Small Stand Tall With All Your Heart. You Can...
