Sleeping

its turmoil in these streets as africa sleeps, bet you didn't notice your walking on her feet, blessings when she weeps, n if asked for heaps she gives not seeking receipts, 
ugh, baby she be best in dark ink, singing her name before the shining, of the sun before light on a dark day thats frightening, caught you off guard sighting cause your targets not enlightening,
pause.
then begins the tightening emotions, stronger and fighting, kick in the door let life scream, alright I'm being, stronger than I've seen, got evidence I'm keen, focused with no lean,
haha watch this fight go mean as i learn how i been. Man history be crazy it seems!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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November 4, 2016 at 9:18 PM
A beautiful flow and profound message. You're very talented.
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