Entourage - Poem by clifford mate
Born and raised here,
sharpened to take life head on without fear,
hardened not to shed a tear,
brought up to b the worlds spear.
Today is near but tomorrow is here,
mirage say nothing clear,
so just look here,
say every word in plain,
black or white blood is always red,
even those who consider themselves immortal do bleed.
Morning comes with glory,
as marriage is always a ceremony,
but birth of a divorce story,
it wont hurt if you say i am sorry.
Life is always a bitch,
one day you are hustling in the east,
next thing you know you are drinking down the beach,
at shores of life it is always sweet so i heard them preach.
Fear not have courage,
don't wait for me,
live your own life,
follow not my example,
imitate your inner person,
as we all have air castles.
Slums or estates,
it doesn't mater,
better life is what we are all after,
then we will sit down and enjoy life with smiles and laughter,
but with this walls and barriers i need you.
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