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Bet you think I'm joking
About my nation choking
This is no hardcore rhyme
But the truth about these hardcore times
Meet little Shasha
Who hardly sees her father
Him and her momma gripe
Now that he’s spending a lifetime in stripes
Committed a violent mistake
Not realizing what’s at stake
Why have we come to this?
Sweeties Mark and James
Who’s love is in vain
Harassment from the ignorant
Not knowing their love is heaven sent
Fear and torment eroding their souls
Clinging on to each other for survival
Why have we come to this?
Hate don’t discriminate
Black, white or any other race
Thrashing and clashing with wars undignified
Women and children exhausted from the tears they cried
Hate spreads its vile seed
Sprouting genocide, suicide, and every other nasty deed
Why have we come to this?
People throw their hands in the air
Not giving a damned care
Don’t they know about love?
Or peace God sends us from heaven above?
Bet you think I'm joking
About my nation choking
This is no hardcore rhyme
But the truth about these hardcore times
- by When_Darkness_Rises |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/28/2009 |
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Comments (3 Comments)
- xxangelsofchaosxx - 06/06/2009
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This is an amazing work you have done. I respect you for this.
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- mcrsoldier2001 - 03/07/2009
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wow.
thats amazing.
really ture. - Report As Spam
- Metal death angel - 02/28/2009
- I really like it and I totally agree, if only ppl would stop and think of the consequences of what they do bring. How many ppl have lost the ppl they love all because of this mestup world. 5/5
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