Unborn Child
I never got Chance to see your face
kissing your small Haitian Cheeks
decades past and years closing in
keeping a solid gip on life its harder to comprehend
Foodstamps shortages,no joke finning for a meal.
Ticket say nomo ill be outtiUnborn Child
Remember the good not overal past dues
Create steps to follow and not sand dunes
if i wake tomorrow in a upper room
tell mama let lights shin in a negro
spritiul to harmonies the mood
i wish i had another moment to capitalize
for you so out of all the angels i met
god sent mine to replace to a unborn caption
came in my emptyspace so i love
you and this is truth
Unborn Child
this is for you....
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