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Breaking Down Our Culture

Slowly one’s life like my rich ancient culture slowly breaks down/ All parts of my traditional sculpture peace taken down/ I’m a twenty-first century reservation war camp inmate I don’t know why I keep getting the shake down/ I was once filled with change until I experienced the greed and money of the American influenced reservation hate now/ Life young was once but no longer great now/ I wanted to at least finish school or college or get a real job but it seems like it’s almost too late now/ With certainty I’m going to leave my hood but now people are telling me to stay now/ Jail keeps getting me but prison is not too far away to stay out/ Life’s road is to uncertainty is paved out/ Before me a path righteousness of opportunity laid out/ Like fast food , I’m surely on my way out/ Life’s ready for me now I better take out/ Fresh ready for a dip in the ocean’s lake out/ I’m mustn’t give in no more because where I’m from has taught me to make it a must that I take now/ Dreams are made every day but more often than not dreams continue to break now/ Life is a piece of steak it’s no longer a cake now/ Leaves scattered throughout my life I better grab the rake now/ I better hold my own because I know my soul called friends but especially family can still betray now/ This is my life, this is my destiny, this is my fate now/ I got to be more real with my life I got to stop trying to be fake now/ Because In the end where I’m from it all slowly like my culture, like my life around here ……its breaking down.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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