Attacking Poem by Cherokee Akan Ewe

glad im not a color and when you do your research on politics you will find others did their bidding for themselves and never thought about you so therefore sold their Souls to a whole other level...see a body is a body and it will drop senseless when you leave it like a vehicle and how i know? Fool i done been flatline before so i got a taste of the real like a glass of limeade on a humid sunnyday with no refill so you already know what time it is when i be kicking it to myself...on my path in my marathon with no miles given i always look into the Soul to see if they live like me and if they ain't then i gotta shake em to left cause i gotta keep going rite....