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Jul 2014
One too many times we've been shortchanged
My Feelings are beginning to wither with Novocaine...
We no longer feel pain, you see our skin repels water like a feather when it rains
Poisonous toxins are flowing through your veins...
Somewhere right now a black man has a barrel to their brain

Rockets propelling through the skies, those shooting stars are grenades
Leaders of the free world watching should be ashamed.

War is not a game, but its orchestrated like a play. While they're bombing overseas, we're killing each other daily.

Bloodstains in the streets bodies mangled to the beat...And the beat goes on and survivors dancing in the streets....

Peace is yet again delayed

You could die before you wake so don't forget to pray, it may not get you into heaven but it will clean your slate...

Slavery changes with time, slave break free from your chains
Only ourselves can free our mind, Spare the homeless some change

It's not about what we lose but about what we gain...
Hope
is
alive
in
those
who
are
not
afraid.
*Chains-
Sean Antonio Tyson
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Sean Antonio Tyson  28/Land of the free
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