By Arcassin Burnham
Thunder , lightning, set your sighting,
Run fast when it gets tough,
Hardships come and hardships go,
But life will always aim to grow,
Patience thin, so paper thin,
As thin as the right arm of trust,
Innie , minnie , dollar to a penny,
Hope minimum wage turns to rust,
Too much love , and less of love,
Can always be a disaster,
****** tension , back door play,
Not as easy as opening a box,
Speak some peace , and not some war,
Don't ever serve the masters,
Curse and spells , tooth decays,
Be as smooth as the nine tail fox.
If purpose is purposeful , where is mine?
Harder to work hard while in the blind,
Feds are patrolling up and down our streets,
Like being black could be killing time,
I just wanna move through life with some
perfect paces,
Standing up for my standing ovation,
Keep focused on my main occupation,
Everything is always set for a stage,
Forget all the past situations,
Gaining a brand new reputation,
I just hope that we are all on the same page,
This generation been failed , there ain't no more room to be saved,
Remember your own name.
Run to the light.
©abpoetry2018
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