MY BEST POEM

This might be my best poem 

or at the very least its the next poem

the one after the last one

I promise not to expound on how

blacks blood goes SPLAT!!!

on the ground when they blast guns

NO

not this time around Im a elevate

over guttas and curbs

 before I utter a word

I’m a meditate…

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