Gutta life
We’ve been sent to the fiends in the slums
You know
The ones you all can’t stand
Screaming repent the kingdom is at hand!
I know it hurts with so much sorrow in the ghetto
Because we strayed
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But don’t follow the path that the devil paved
If through rebirth you can be saved
So when your body decays from the dirt
In the grave
Your spirit will rise
I’m wise
Like old age
Read the signs
These the last days
Crimes and Bad ways
Wisdom in part is predicting the future. Wisdom can make the differentiation between seasons. Wisdom knows when to plant seeds and when to harvest what was planted. Wisdom can see danger from a distance and guide you into a preferred outcome.
This poem is like having a conversation with anyone who may be operating from a hip hop mindset or with a poverty mentality. The boundaries we erect to keep knowledge out that can enlighten us are there to keep us in a cycle of lack and ignorance. ~ excerpt from eBook “The Revolution that Killed Hip Hop”
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