Human Race
SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST IS AT HAND. THE HUMAN RACE. DO UNDERSTAND.
Someone's CHEATING. Someone's LOSING.
Someone's BREATHING. Someone's WHEEZING.
Someone's GROWING. Someone's KNOWING.
Someone's EATING. Someone's SLEEPING.
Cops are SHOOTING. Few are LOOTING.
Someone's CHASING. Someone's RACING.
Someone's SELLING. Someone's YELLING.
Someone's DREAMING. Someone's SCHEMING.
Someone's. FIGHTING. Someone's SCREAMING.
Someone's DYING. Someone's DYING. DYING
DYING, DYING.
SOMEONE'S CRYING.
SOMEONE'S LIFELESS
SOMEONE'S GRIEVING.
SOMEONE'S DEAD.
Copyright © Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther | Year Posted 2014
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