Square*s Poem by Dawie Jacobs

The Square of where i stay,
full of hatedrud, lets u go a
stray.Square of coloures in it
full of decet they protray....
Black, gold, red and green the
codes to be forseen,0 to 7 the
meaning in it, will make u lose it.
8 up whord, BACK DOOR SHUT IT!
No excape for thee.A year roming
in it will couse u to lose ur mind, the
hate ceeps bulding the darkness begins
fulling....Death seems to be the only way!
Num i lost all, so know to fight is what i life for