Concrete Walt Marie
I won’t let you tell me what to believe.
Time’s up.
I was raised to have a mind of my own.
I’m strong.
Label me what you want I’m fine with it.
Roll on.
It must be more than a phrase for a sign.
Concrete!
In a cultural hurricane strong roots
won’t crack.
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