Tarnish Poem by Jerry Lawrence

Tarnish



Brandish G.U.N. Use. N-E-Mii Life @ Finish.
D-Lish Taste Of Soul. Grimace.
Erase All I Don't Like N This Ghetto.
Sorrow.
Arrow 2 The Head Of Hateful Politics. Tricks 2 Trick Up The Poor Got Me Sore. Poor.
More, Won't Never Come Unless, I, Got My G.U.N.
Done With Legality, Done With Over The Table.
Stable, Pumping Crack Keeping Me Hoping.
Coping With This Society Cheating Me Whenever It Can.
Ban, Me?
Frankly, Ya'll Cain't.
Ain't Here 4 The Bull****.
Spit On The Rationale That Hates On My Skin.
Kin 2 What Know Not 2 Harshly Punish.
Flesh, Again, Rotting. I, Just Killed Again, All Else Is Rubbish.

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