Treasure Island

Matt Mondschein

(3/16/60 / Macungie, PA.)

Rappers


Rappers flow
With lyrics they curse
Prosper making dollars
By and by they will go
At times for some, meeting death
A turn for the worse

So often
From the dead of night
Till' the dawns early light
Feeling their pain
Ruling their plight

Peace, love and hate
Feelings of desperation
Pierce their souls
Some with truth
Heart felt pain
Some with a war stick
They watch it rain

On stage, another drama
Stories of desperation
Agony
Triumph
Degradation

Bless them
Pray for them
For at times
They too
Need love

Submitted: Thursday, January 04, 2007
Edited: Saturday, December 18, 2010
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  • Charley60 K (1/13/2007 1:46:00 PM)

    A very interesting write on rappers. Yes, I suppose they are rapping about pain and hurt that visited them and what is going on. Yes, a prayer too, for them for they know not what they do-at times. Well written, as always. (Report) Reply

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