……..Black hair with a shimmy of gray, use terms like back in the day, stroll through passing cars, only to continue on their way, more militant than those of today, athleticism is his god he prays to along the way, in his mind America’s his prison, so he does his calisthenics in case the breakout’s today, this younger generation’s gonna have to move out his way, cause he’s seen how things progressed and the reasons why y’all self destruct’n this way, he knows we’ve been morally infiltrated and lost our way, mad cause some elders are shocked America is still treating us this way, self reliance is what he preaches regardless of what the welfare office say, teaches his kids the elk is the lion’s food and he has no judgement day, and that they should look at humans in this way, ain’t no sense in making judgments, cause first you need to fix the fact we have no power to enforce them either way.
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Author:
EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (
Online)
- Published: June 12th, 2025 00:20
- Category: Unclassified
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