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Tomorrows another day

I don't know what you want me to write , but you say write what I feel and /or consciously need to express, Towards You,Me, or any feeling within maybe even this desolate world that we live in and yes I say desolate because of the economic sways that we go through, the depressional phase of their so called life that they want us to go through. Controlling us to a point were we rely on their tarnished ways; instead of forming to our traditional ways of life they were so how they say simple when WE know ourselves that slavery even in this day is no easy task. We would love to be C.E.O's, wake up tomorrow with our banks and pockets full of cash so our babies and selves can have all we ever wanted to be Lovers, Haters, Pimps, and Playas. We hate what they do to us, but we wanna be just like them as well they hate us common folk but they want our lives and traditions our concurring beauty that attracts power, great deeds and reoccurring needs to do better to be determined no matter what the cost we all criticize the other w/o knowing that we wanna be each other. constantly changing the rules of our life to coincide with each others. White, Black, Hispanic, Asian: Whites: wanna Dance like us, wanna clean like us, wanna be us and most of all wanna steal/concur us. Hispanics: wanna work as hard as us, make love like us, do what we do and as well party like us. Asians: wanna be freaks like We are, wanna play by traditional wars and compare their rules to ours with this blunt phase of battle called KUMITE were we all war against each other to prove to one another who has better strength; see they even want our strength, they also wanna dance like us and steal styles of our ancient Beauty of Us Blacks: we are Bold Beauty, no doubt about that but some of us do as Whites, Asians, Mexican do so are all of us living by our tradition as we claim to or only some of us. overall I'm not being Racist, Communist, Or Prejudice I am being me a Liberal; One who Lives by what works for me, That takes the Ideas and methods of living from each and use these objectives as a tool... They say were the United States but are we really UNITED especially in the way we Love, Live, Work, and Play. well! Tomorrows another day.
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