Words
out of poverty, a poverty stricken uprise
a performer of the arts, art of a rough soft life
it was a time to invent, a passion , a love , a rhyme
a triumphant dream he held !
brillance.......
a time to live, a time to reflect....
a time to rise above,
a time to fall along the wayside,
a poet , a dreamer ,
he did pass amongst clouds
sin city, a warm humid night
he stopped to die.........
why ?
these words of one man..........
a legacy,
a trial....................
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Tribute to Tupac Shakur ( 2pac )
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2010
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