Alex Kenneh (02/10/1992 / Philadelphia)
Our daily bread, Lord forgive us,
Waving flags as sins capitalize,
Guilty sad to say it, we capitulate,
Eternal convictions many consider,
Hate filled intentions graze,
Under wings, we grow,
Above fools, gold praise,
Beautiful bliss, Lord knows,
Slamming hammers, committed an iniquity,
Holy spirited Ill advised confessions,
Teacher Julia, we learn lessons,
Casted out, jury of our foes decree guilty.
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