Coming From Where I'M From
Coming from where I’m from
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears
Coming from where I’m from
Every day is a battle to survive
War is in session
Right before our eyes
Each day we battle lessons
Just to be in the running for blessings
Coming from where I’m from
We move rapidly on missions
The dead is alive with every walk of the lifeless
Limited income withholds wealth
The living is near death
Spirits are stripped of guilt
Coming from where I’m from
Deprived wealth
Creates bad health
In occurrence to this
Good feelings are killed
The worst gets exposed
As times get worse
Financial situations become a disaster
No man on earth can rehearse
The world is broken
Hunger brings harm
Coming from where I’m from
Dictatorship is not fond
The environment brings the need to shoot
These activities loosens the roots
We’re grounded by values as thin as a pin
We lose ourselves at falling rates like bowling pens
No free passes
Prisons filled in masses
Separated by classes
Coming from where I’m from.
Copyright © Nate Spears | Year Posted 2013
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