IDENTITY LOST #2A Poem by Eternal Thoughtthere's no struggle like this black child's life's a crisis in the ghetto children cry praying God rewrite his life which lil Jah-lil feels he's a casualty of no father figure oldest son of 10 his mom's on drugs it takes a village to raise a child but who is given lil Jah love made to work just about 24 hours a day with no true say in lil Jah becoming crip or blood you at work Jah in the streets who will lil Jah love it doesn't take a rocket scientist to answer this we can't blame Jahlil who just got killed in a cross fire called identity crisis © 2011 Eternal Thought |
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1 Review Added on February 22, 2011 Last Updated on February 22, 2011 AuthorEternal ThoughtPhiladelphia, PAAboutRising like a Phoenix from the fires of North Philadelphia, I was blessed to be able to emerged from the grasp of poverty and hardships never forgetting from whence I came. I have a great passion for .. more..Writing
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