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Nov 2015
I was born on the tongue
of the prophets. i was here
before the profit. I never thought
the money would ever stop it.
spirit verses spit. Baraka
versus nonsense.
holocaust versus holocaust
at what cost
whose blood lost
in God the dollar trust
from Fanon to Fila
Adidas to Allah
we die with prayer beads in our palms
store em in box so the
leather never worn.
Written by
Deztine Lorenza
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