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Apr 2015
What really makes a person

Some say it was what one has been through
Some say it is what one knows, schooling
Some say you have to experience certain things

Is it really what one has been through that makes them

Yes, I had my heart broke and yes it hurt
Yes, someone close to died and yes it hurt
Yes, I had money and toys and yes I was happy
Yes, I was in love before and yes I was happy

But you know what
I didn't have a ******* clue who I was

Right now I am a little sickened with tears in my eyes

This weekend I traveled 4 hours to Houston
Pretty town on the outside, ***** on the inside

I went to feed the homeless with people from New Orleans
that I didn't even know, and they were from a different ethnic

Me I love all people, we brought food and clothes for the homeless
Set it up in a closed park and they came in the groves

I talked and listen to testimony after testimony and really listened
I listen to hurt like no other hurt and they were so thankful
they wanted to express feelings to someone about what was going on

The police arrest them and the city won't help them. They say they do but they don't.

I have seen homeless, yet some of the people with me were shocked

The police eventually came and did not have the heart to throw us out.
They said they did want to help, but city all says get rid of them.
I heard it straight out of the mouth of the police
DC raw love
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DC raw love  Alexandria
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