Thursday, January 17, 2013

Awoke

I awoke witin misery,broken yet
strong headed,pacinng mysef asking
handouts only smart remarks
50 cent turn into pennies
penny into dust pray yet echoes
Born in crude world,chosing
tp be poor,window shop till
lights pitch black,jealous with malice
in thee heart,do you see?you who
read this?I face abyss to unknown.
just a black man,frozen within time
cause nobody cares for me
,I look through the streets of berlin germany
ladies laugh,and say disrespect
,I hope for grace,yet churches are close,so I ask amin
do you see what i am,naaaww couldn't be,cause I
am a myth within Germany.

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