| da Yonique Myrie | |
| Pubblicato il: May 18, 2005 | |
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| Tipo: Poesia | |
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| Through the lens I can see that society is bawling for little peace and less misery. Growing up in the ghetto with no food fi eat A gun inna mi pocket a sure source to feast Via gun mi mother seize fi breed Via gun mi father lose him 2 feet Now, mi son stab a boy cause him step pon him toe him couldn't mek di boy dis him so. Via lens violence is the solution for the youths in our society who live what they learn. « ritorna. |
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