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Broken

Dear Lord This is my minority report my people have been outcasted food and water is short. Population persecution set up for political power so my people bear their fate, in their faith in search of a higher power. jesus christ! the planes just crashed into the towers is not that a indication we approaching our final hours?! Katrina shedded her tears on New Orleans The coke can levee's collasped and the rain came pouring big momma inhaled the sea water while she was snoring Damn! A wave just ran off with cousin La'Teemah It's been five days and still nothing from F.E.M.A Bodies for rafts as the news crew continue to fly pass we float in the alligator infested water with no food, power or gas! Dear Lord, how long this nightmare going to last? Just a few more days, help is on the way, just be patient and pray, is all the D'evils could say! Like they dont see nothing wrong with whats going on i just lost everything i owned and to make the Super Dome my new home! 30,000 was the count, if you didnt get in, you drowned some of my kin was found! But the rest wasnt, lost a aunt, a brother, and a few cousins and you wondering why i'm cussing news copters fly low my gun busting Cause they not here to help us, so i wait on the next bus hoping to secure a seat for me but living with the reality this here might be it for me im broken!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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