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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I rope my mind around the possibilities. But are these same possibilities nothing more overrated probibilites? Realisticly the past and present struggles are all i can see Because we try to look and make way for a future when our present is all less than super. Are we still linked to the reality that our superficial findings are nothing more than a unreal imagination? Was segragation just my imagination? Hell nall. It is, was, and will always be my peoples reality and nightmare. Our dark skin couldnt hide us under the dark cover of night from the possiblity of being beaten for being born dark Or being kicked for appering to be smart, and then they wonder what would make us wanna dart away in the dark. Possibilities make us strive and keep our determined drive for a life fit for royalty, Even though normally the selfworth we sometimes display shows how much we really care about how our image is portrayed, and they talk about a power struggle, but truth is our power has been decayed, and the little power we do hold has as much spark as a loyal slave. You know maybe, just maybe it will be possible to break away. We have our freedom why should we stay? They released us, atleast thats what they say. As a minority we are the majority of law breakers, ex-cons, and paroles. Released or not we will, have, and are still held by a leash. I realized I roped my mind around fake possibility in hope that I had a great probibility to make it. I untie my rope and let it all go. . . . .End.
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