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The Struggle Continues
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Ongoing, First published Sep 06, 2018
Mature
Poetry That's Close To A Hero Of The Streets , it's to recover a race , a culture , its to embark a message for every race to refresh the minds of people a every day life of blacks mexicans and others est . enjoy ✊? This is written as the black bible for the streets the truth is in here as well as the holy bible and definitely no disrespect to our father in heaven . The day 2 day struggle in America The fucked of the systems they do to all culture . Remember changes will come one day at a time . Sometimes we marvel at the wonderful things we write not knowing that anything is possible to see with your imagination  The Struggle Continues

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There is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be held. Sit down in this circle. Quit acting like a wolf, and feel the shepherd's love filling you. At night, your beloved wanders. Don't accept consolations. Close your mouth against food. Taste the food. You moan, "She left me." "He left me." Twenty more will come. Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence. Flow down and down in always widening rings of being. There's a strange frenzy in my head, of birds, flying, each particle circulating on its own. Is the one I love everywhere? Drunks fear the police, but the police are drunk too. People in this town love them both like different chess pieces. ----------------------------------- All things that we hide in our hearts eat us alive. This book is - full of emotions, love, care and agitation. Well, you need to read this to know what's in. Moreover, It consists of quotes, snippets, poems, bits of advice...Ummm simply deep and random stuff. Go Ahead! HIGHEST rank #1 in poetry as of 19.02.2018 ----------------------------------- 4/10/17 --- 19/04/18