It was clear to see my Dad was ensuring his one and only daughter was safe but yet this officer still pointed that gun directly at his face, that was the day I learned all about race. Locked and loaded he's looking like he can't hold it. We all out here in this big a$$ cage and you mean to tell me that crack cocaine is the culprit!
Dude I'm only seven. I still believe in heaven but some how feeling hell is alive and I didn't even have to die. I mean just a few minutes ago I was on the merry-go-round, big Joe pushing taking me and my friends on a hell of a ride, but I see the battering ram don't give a damn about the other side.
I mean when they exchanged laced sherm sticks (PCP) for the crack it was obvious they where not trying to hold back. Some how that got us feeling like some rats when just yesterday we where the cool cats, pop locking, kick worming and spinning on our backs. This has got to be the biggest hack!
I would do anything to keep our old lives in tact but that is long gone the devil is King Kong, he has come back to his project and he's caring a full clip mamma keep your babies at your hip or he or she might not make it.
Daddy gone shake the spot cause the foundation has been tainted, he's thinking he needs to leave before he breaks it. Wow you telling me this ain't the Matrix! Damn I wish I knew how to shape shift!
I'm only seven already living a life disrupted and I didn't corrupt it! Oh but there is life in me yet, after seven is the real after death, that batter ram, those cops will leave us with no breath but the music, the dance, the games the thoughts of fame might be enough to maintain.
Some of us will make it others become casualties. We learn from this that if we want peace we must grab peace, just make sure we know when to load, cock and release.
For the love of my people I will use what I know and make us all equal cause when you have wisdom you use what you know to prevent another Sequel.
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Shetonya Latryce (
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Understood half (say three-quarters) of what was going down there - and that's our difference.......
Thanks Shetonya.
It’s a black thang. Even deeper a housing project thing. Thank you.
I choke as I read your words. That lump in my throat for the unspeakable reality of it. I see it on the local news, the national news, our justice system is full of it, it pervades our country and our society. I am in awe of your wisdom and strength and above all your voice. God bless all that you do!
Tears swell my eyes and a heaviness fills my heart as I read your comment. Thank you Bella for hearing the all truth in my words. I am that seven year old girl and I can only tell it exactly as it is, I mean was (smiles I’m 49 now) .
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