The World Poem by Ceyfonce James
The World
The day, The water, sun, moon, and night I do not have to purchase these needs with money because Im born right society life won't accept me or my people because in they perspective were ignorant black people but our true identity is the nubian race they kill the enlighten one's we fight back they give to rich don't give to the poor they give dope besides hope what am I fighting for
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4/17/2024 10:21:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Real people, real world and real emotions. It is true but the few who want to do something are all handcuffed. Nice poem.