Black Poetry : Hate Me 4 Being Born..........Please.

MS234

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That's me the shadow
in the mist
words of evolution
to your ears from my lips
born to die
yes it all fits
we all try
ignorance is bliss

Understand we're all family
even if you can't stand me
no it can't be
yet it is the standard
that keeps me the bastard
child, we have it mastered
delivered with a smile
building caskets
for man woman and child

you are keeping notes (somebody else's)
you are keeping hope (somebody else's)
dreams are like smoke
the more you tote
the more you choke

a rebel with a conscious
all in your cranial onyx
i came to bring truth pain and logic*
hey they say the truth hurts
it's a promise
in bringing these spiritual phonics

Living is fundamental
if people will just let you.

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*The only reason the truth may hurt is because we've been saturated with "feel good" lies for so long. So when confronted with truth, one might breakdown. Thus the creation of the term: YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH. When in reality we can handle truth or the truth. Which is why illusions are imperative in the societal structure. If you knew the truth why would there be the need for opposition? We are all fighting the one thing we all deny. The Truth.

Hate Me 4 Being Born..........Please.

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