Around Me
Times are hard
Money is in a vice grip
Numbers scare people & use to stretch a tight lip
Dice get roll
Lose your life when the card flip
People bearing arms
Death sentence in palms grip
Mom's carry weight 2 babies on her small hips
There's no whips
But children still need whippings
And less court support
Because courts be tripping
Families apart
That's what they be ripping
Can't wait til the judges in ah newspaper clipping
If I'm going out
I gotta factor the tip in
Life is the party
Hope everybody get in
Always be you
Everybody can't fit in
It's a whole lot of space
That none of us will get in
Students & parents
Everybody need to sit-in
This started in my mind & got finish wit ah ink pen
Get outside the box & the real might sink in
Live some-more babies
Tell me what you think then
What's deadlier the gun or the words of man
2/15/14
T.B.T
Copyright © Ronald Johnson | Year Posted 2014
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