Sold Poem by Grayson Givens

Sold



I was sold
Never too bold
to carry my own load
I moaned for freedom
while getting beat by America
letting the blood drip from my back
I was sold
Now I am rotting like Mold
They sold my words
Now my verbs are gone
I am sold
They sold my soul
It was a foul soul
But Still my soul
which they sold
I was sold

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Grayson Givens

Grayson Givens

Oakland, Ca
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