Rise with the morning
Die before sun down
Our sons down
Our daughters amiss
This is the life of lyric
The lines that are not reaching the rich
The riches are spent on what we “minorities” consider priorities
Rims drugs and women
This is considered better living
Statistics shitting on us
Who’s really winning?
Not us
Runned Down Gunned Down
Slaughter house rules style
keeping their left hand out of view of their right,
right now
Going against the currents
Like swimming up the Nile
The totem pole has been knocked down now
There is no more competition which makes me frown
upon window blinds
RUNNED DOWN GUNNED DOWN
the proper word is “ran”
its past tense of run which I just did
now I’m passed tensed
this will go unfinished....
......................
But it will end with YOU
runned down, gunned down.
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