Its My Time

Its My Time
C.L.I.P.S

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Poem #3

"GASPING FOR AIR"

Characters in The Story
Oldman Name:Uncle Sam
Ghost Of Death


I see your lies and deceit caught up w/ you, you said united we stand but disregard those brought up w/ you, cant name enough issues, you treat your race horribly, u brought aids to your people! u think i plant such a horrid seed?, why? cus u felt we was overpopulated with minorites, you work cautiously & make projects your quarantines, than u tried to give a black face to the public, like a president can make'em look at the past days and say fuck it!?, TIMEOUT!! wheres my special DR.? man its just common sense, they was filed w/ so much files they didnt know what "doc you meant"*, so explain why im in this black room w/ this awful scent, cus we "see sin" like weather change and you did not repent, Okay! i know im known to breed dishonesty, and commonly had selfish thoughts and currupt philosophies, i understand plus im sorry you'll see! i will make change constantly, just give me another chance!! there no goal i cannot achieve, now your gasping for air hopin for repaired lungs, but cellphone companys dont wanna hear the story uncle sam-sung,

*Doc you meant(Document)
**See Sin(Season)

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