Brith of Soul
it came in
as a living thing
it a feeling
come from dealing
loving up at the sealing
with tear and fears
of hard time
some was blind
could sing dance and prance
had to fight for those gold
it was the
BRITH OF SOUL
Copyright © Kurtis Scott Aka Curtis Futch Jr | Year Posted 2012
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