the space is compromised
the prayers are dwindling
and the life keeps rolling
water=life
chocolate=sweetness
life's sweetness
so you wanna trade life for sweetness
or sweetness for life
life water for chocolate
and snare at the ones who have it all
but do not
who die a slow, painful death
WHAT MUST WE DO O PEOPLE
like Langston Hughes said: " what happens to a dream deferred, do it dry up like a raisin in the sun? or fester like a sore and then run?
"I’m all alone in this world, she said,
Ain’t got nobody to share my bed,
Ain’t got nobody to hold my hand—
The truth of the matter’s
I ain’t got no man."
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