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Shane Jones Dec 2012
How could she cope?
a mother losing a baby is a lady losing hope,
all the way from the womb to the tomb,
sleepless nights arise to noon.
a soul lost is a tragic occasion,
no matter the sin they shall commit days in,
a mischievous child shall bring plenty smiles,
so those who die young are those who god couldn't wait any longer to meet...
Shane Jones Dec 2012
How could she cope?
a mother losing a baby is a lady losing hope,
all the way from the womb to the tomb,
sleepless nights arise to noon.
a soul lost is a tragic occasion,
no matter the sin they shall commit days in,
a mischievous child shall bring plenty smiles,
so those who die young are those who god couldn't wait any longer to meet...
Shane Jones Dec 2012
As i grew up i began to see
the worlds fatalities
from the next world war 3 to the illuminati
living within a brainwashed society i seemed to be the only one who had broke free
i seen it within 3rd person kinda like gods vision
subliminal messages unfortunately cover the television
making you believe lifes about ***,money and ****
when really its about planting your seed and raising your baby
money cant buy life
money cant buy smiles
stay original
and live life your style
Shane Jones Dec 2012
The one lady
the one soul
the one son
the single mother who defied all odds and won
raised a young man to be pleasant and polite not die by the gun
poor and stressed times weren't the best
but nevertheless she picked herself up and carried on being blessed
Shane Jones Dec 2012
they say its lonely at the top and whatever you do
you've always gotta watch those around you
back stab
days drag
perfect people idolised in a gossip mag
so whats the moral of this story?
be yourself
be you
be nobody else
and always believe no matter what you do..
Shane Jones Dec 2012
Read more learn more change the globe
education is more powerful than any weaponary
prove wrong your minds strong
put down the **** put down the drink
open the young mind and think

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