Black Poetry : Heated Argument

lpoet

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Feb 18, 2002
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Indianapolis
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student
How you gonna stand there and tell me
Who I am
And what the hell I can and can't be
Through my pen a long time ago I realized
I could accomplish anything and cant no
Man women or child belittle me cause Ima always
Know who I am and that’s LP and
F*** a God
Hail Me!
Cause everything I've become I've had to struggle
And strive to be and so many of my ****** have died
Forcing me to warm my belly with liquor and color
My eyes with weed
Indeed I am a product of the system been
Shackled and chained for loosing at a game at which
I never knew the rules, and you fools think you gonna
Out smart the cops running around
With your pistols, knives And what not
Little girls having babies at 13
F*** a wet dream when a young *****
Can come up with a scheme
To make him and all his ****** rich quick
F*** a job I'ma run my hand over
This paper and try to make that first hit
While momma out on the street
Selling here beautiful body
Trying to get that quick fix
Old men standing on the corner
Drinking liquor at 9 in the morning
Playing the lotto trying to hit tomorrows lucky 3 picks
Lookig out the window on this Sunday afternoon
I realized you right!
I aint **** and I need to fix it soon

Could God be the answer?

To Be Continued…………
 

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