The Cotton Book: Moved To The Projects Or Raised In The Projects? (Lost Pages) Poem by Cherokee Akan Ewe

name some of the illest global cities and projected ill global cities which has projects? See when you moved to the Projects or raised in the Projects the accredited investors onlooking was hoping you wouldn't be Lewis Latimer turned on to become or read your sine to be either a Project Champion or a Project Manager or just apart of the many Project Teams which are squads of the same Indigenous Company in emotion (which is electrical motion abbreviated not to be mixed up or twisted with a fantasy word to throw you off if you don't know science which is apart of your basic science of the human indigenous body seriously no joking although they laugh at you silently wishing more time goes on that you fail to even recognize your own human body you be sporting to be flaunted like a pimped entertainer or flaming prostitute)Teams are Squads and each Team suppose to have individuals who knows certain and particular knowledges to coop together in order to build or rebuild a greater...yet the greater downfall was the same cotton the ancestors picked and grew ages ago or the resources simply become empowered over heads like a magical encrypted fantasy of perceived slowed and chopped gold printed with dead presidents of which they give power into due to their posthumous celebrated murderous career cut after cut and print after print greener and bluer than the indigo grouped with rice no doubt ribboned and herald making you happy until somebody else grabbed him dayum...they'll even kill and rob you for rocks and copper and entertame you for that starlit glitter of gold folding game up sweating you for the cheddar until the mice grow like bolder shadows cringing even the maddest klux in his and her hood and if they take it off while in the CCC then you too will be like the NAACP caste religiously smiling coldly divided just like when you enter a library full of human beings you really don't know who is who...all you know is there are youth around being told exactly who to follow and what to do without the pen down no ink can ever be an author's word up....