ali da poet Make da pen bleed
Dropping Death Flowers - Poem by ali da poet Make da pen bleed
Looting! And tooting! Doing drive bye s shootings with guns no lessin the ghettoes yes... Forgetting about African- heroes and sheroes that paved the way....so future African generations could live to see a better day... Young Lions dying! Crying! Scoping! Smoking! False reality....living in the eyes of a devils mentality....being kidnapped bye police from urban havens-where synthetic heaven is being snorted....babies having babies that are being aborted...teenage pregnancy on the rise as heart broken mothers sings spiritual songs, and African lullabies, but regardless to all the repressions thats going on...we all must fight back and remain strong....strong in our attempt to save our young nation the elemental-spiritual-chosen-oneness creation...we all must fight back and take whats rightfully ours, or else many heart broken families will be standing over unmarked graves... Dropping DeathFlowers....
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