Corey Ross Poet Bio

Black Child

When you look at me what do you see
a black man or a black child 
in a world thats wild and at least 90% of the people
wanna be with in crowd, naw not me
I just look and watch don't say a word 
like I ain't gotta mouth I'm always in the streets
like I'm homeless and I ain't gotta house
some say I talk so proper and I look so innocent
you'll never know I been locked up before 
but the last thing society is to a felon is forgiving
if we living to die whats the point of living 
what I'm doing with these lyrics I was born into
poetry & obviously thats a gift giving,
Giving the spirit that if the people don't wanna hear 
the pastor to you they might listen, but who am I kidding
me I'm on a mission most of the time 
I took my mind off love and put money on my mind
I come from where the city where crime is all we know
and naw I don't flow for the show but to tell
stories, proclaimimg that despite all of the hating
yeah the devil wanna nigga, but this black man,
this black child, Gods child is already taken

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