I'm not talking about giving up
And i'm not talking about defeat
And i'm not fearing any man
Cause theres a battle in these streets
With your eyes you best see
With your ears you best hear
Don't try to whisper out these words
You must live them loud and clear
They'll be no prime time bulletin
No internet dot com
They'll be no quiet perfect bliss
No calm before this storm
No CNN ESPN
no local channel news
It's the ultimate battle for your heart and soul
And you can not afford to lose
So pray your instinct for survival
will for yourself spare not the rod
And render unto Cesar
What is Cesars
And unto God what is Gods
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A message for us all, poets and blind people see everything vision a rare commodity in humankind. Enjoyed voted ten Chris