My Red HarlemA Poem by felionessBeat poetry/spoken wordis my place my space my squat where wars are fought where lives are taken where hammered hearts are hard and hope forsakened red harlem is my "neck of the wood" my neighbourhood my" home sweet home " a place where angry spirits roam where troubled thoughts and idle hands are left to rot in "gangsta lands" red harlem is my "stomping ground" my "hang around" my stable where i put my feet up on the table where survivial depends on whether you can understand the difference between "bro" and "man" © 2012 felioness |
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2 Reviews Added on August 25, 2012 Last Updated on August 25, 2012 Tags: beat, spoken word, rap AuthorfelionessSaskatchewan, CanadaAboutI live in Saskatchewan, Canada. I am a daydreamer who lives to write. I live quietly sharing my home with two dogs and three cats. more..Writing
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