Black Poetry : SPILLED BLOOD

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Poverty still abound
in the cries of hollow sound
da struggle continue to mound
like a spill i've stumbled and found

Hear my people in da silent tone
singing da freedom sad old song
and the beaten brothers moan
as da blood run deep within da home

Dreamin to one day conquer thy stay
with an ambition from da body dat lay'
seem like a bitter defeat
from da blood that lingers and leaks
upon the walls of city streets

Concealed from da crowd
remembering thy past lace'd da cloud
discomfort dat remaind
from da spill of blood that stains
i cry out in hope
people this entrapment is no joke

My mind drift deeper and deeper
am i now my brother's keeper
where i watch and see us weaker
destroyed by the system seekers
this ameri land stolen blood
at da devils hand

All i see and feel is da spilled blood
 
i see it too

There is enough misery to go around
Everyone's just about to touch ground
Poverty growing by leaps and bounds
There seems to be no happiness found

All I can hear is the cries of my brothers
Howling for the destruction of others
and the dreadful wailing of the mothers
Wondering why the biological didn't bother

In the hands of the little ones I see dope
Other tethering at the end of their rope
Wondering how long they'll be able to cope
Wishing and praying for their ray of hope

Wanting to pull them out the miry clay
But as if trapped in sinking sand they stay
Sinking further into their own filthy way
Wasting their life as if it's game to play

Living, surviving, and dying in this hood
Stocking misery in the cabinet like food
entrapment inside of this cage for good
All I can see and feel is the spilled blood
 

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