Just a Sonnet Ix
Not adequate soldiers to fight for tomorrow
There halt evil minded men who forethought of the past only
Ears agaze the voice strikes like lightning borrow
Chains on hands money credits downpress a man lonely
Freedom a black man cried for he received free doom
Breathless trees deforested air not tasty
A mosquito he became flip flapping out of the room
Hands of time chase him he remains shunning hasty
Call it the survival of the fittest in the jungle
Can he reign in romans' empire with luscious?
Poison in the air inhaled souls fisticuffs in the royal rumble
Will then men be redolent they swingeing unrighteous
Heart glazed and glittering with pain this a no more dream
The light is unseen there exist scathe to the ultralight beam
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