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Laborating on the things ive seen
Is there any other place to be
Anyone out here witnessing
Their Rude Moods frustrating
Carrying on my back this garbage
Wish there were better options
Many walking blindly
As I see this more commonly
Dont give up, Im reminding me
Is there any other place out there to be
They open their eyes, still wont see
Know black knight here to recuse me
Cant get a moment to relax calmly
All these haters with much jealousy
Just explaining my burdens forwardly
What i’ve noticed is more torching
Expressing the actions which I see
They not changing just press repeat
I guess darkness gets its chance of conquering
Another place let me know
As the world grows cold
Everythings on the platter
It doesn’t really matter
Your to short for these latters
Who what when why wheres bothering
Therez not time left for complaining
Think your lucky for remaining
Truth we don’t have anything
I heard them say they got freedom
Im clearly not following the dum
It could be given & then taken away
I’d like to know what else they’d say
Is there a better spot worth something
In my views you have nothing
Let it be that you cant hold your peace
Are we ready for more suffering
Im sayN, there gotta be a better spot for me
You may be comfortable as can be
As we press through these boundaries
Maybe then you’d be closer to reality
Please know theirs know one to trust
We wouldn’t stand without Yah N us
The only thing that keeps me is Faith
Couldn’t type this any clearer
I write then maybe you can picture
Our future cycling back towards the past
As you get closer then your last
I can’t be the fool
Someone should of told you
It takes time to heal the pain
The wounds are deep with none to blame
Tears aren’t worth crying anyways
Time doesn’t stop for you or me
Sorry if my poem seems so mean
Done with hearing bout yur fake freedoms
If you had it then you wouldn’t have to announce it
Nothings ever simply
Plans to break you financially
Shots to affect you physically
Next this your diagnosis mentally
Serveral act religiously
They all gather together worshiping
The same person they said that wasnt Him
Running slow slothly pace
Wheres the better place
Have you heard of mase
Next their in your face
Bet they got their underground spot in place
Ready to ran & hide
Left the gates opened But you outside
Hard times that remain
Nothing will ever be the same
No one cares bout your last name
To them you’re the herd they tame
Weren’t watchN got yourself to blame
They can write it in big letters plain
Your the follower so you missed it…..By Daysha