Poetry is you , Life made true /
A path a disciption of you /
A bumpy road ,not often smooth /
A banging of heads /
People of destruction /
False reconstruction /
Wealth a masterbation no function /
White mans way , Black mans day /r
Seperrated by faith /
Rich man makes /
Shake and bake /
Deposit bottles , money make /
Help the poor said the whore /
Life endures /
Nothing pure /
Where your children go , with the flow /
Rapids to the falls /
Society calls /
Rumble , fumble /
We all tumble /....
jimmy j
Spell check not working , to dark in the house to see the keys
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