Memory Lane
As I take a look back, I look back what my life was
to what it became and only I can stop the rain
yeah dats my M.O. and trust me these poems
ain't nothin but a lyrical masterpiece
so to me it's my poetic memo
so dats what iz, and I been sanctified lyrically
to unify, be a role model to these teens thats
thinking bout suicide and I'm done choosing sides
so my mental is like do or die, who am I
I'm dat street corner dat these street pharmaceutical
thugs, gang banga's hugged when this world became too much
but honestly it's never enough and hate is everywhere
love used to be ain't nobody trying to overcome
it just looks like slavery and civil rights woke up
from extinction, the smell, stench, and resdue
the devil left still resides on the hemisphere
but who really cares anymore it's all about
making it threw the storm and lyrically
August 2004 a poet was born so in memory of the late
great Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. so will I take my throne
raise up every lost soul till the good Lord carries me home
in the same manner Jesus left so thats why I keep my
right fist in the sky and beat on my chest
the word of GOD resides in my left breast
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