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Collar me as homeless, see I'm a street scholar. I want your sense, not your pennies, I need your time, not a dollar. The ghost of yesterday is on post. With an innermost desire to set the future on roast. like a dormant disease, waiting for the passing of all with some expertise. Popping in and out like a striptease. Looking for the perfect moment to seize. It already knows your surname. With our forefathers it played the same game. Like a virus in our mainframe. the program is to bring us to shame. And it's so precise, towards one another we're as cold as ice. Racism is but one device. Yet Bush and Blair swear we're in paradise. Maybe I'm over protective. Or I'm right and the constitution is ineffective. Hearing me out is a course elective. But this demon is not selective. Can I show you that hate is a pride supplement? Pay attention, segregation is a Nation of Islam instrument. The twin towers and the war on terror is more than subsequent. Take it at face value, the truth is self-evident. Anti-patriotic, no, I'm making good on my pledge of alligence. My right to free speech allows me to write my grievance. Satan is clever. Level with me, the devil has a miraculous endeavor. It's evident that he's confident, allow him to win never. Not every blessing you receive has a heavenly birth. Did not Satan give Jesus a way to rule every kingdom on this earth? Over your life, Heavon and hell both have a perch. This line in real time, minimum wages is a measurement of worth. Scientist's are quick to state energy can neither be created nor destroyed. So what became of the destructive powers that Hitler employed? Could it be that American could fill the void? Look at Nazis, then peep the way American troops have been deployed. How many lives lost for the sake of freedom in this hour. Stop. I'm speaking on the Iraqi's with a statement that spread "black power". Can I relate Plymouth Rock to a twin tower? Or can you see that history is back to devour.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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