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Society makes "us" we dont make society , and its sad to say but its the truth  the cold truth 

Whats really going on? It molds the heart and minds of us. Taking away all the scintillating and trapping minds to be alike its crazy how drug-deals and gun bearing are the archetype of the generation. Now its like popping pills and homocides are just the way of our lives. The music today is nothing but bullshit wheres the feelings and the "truth" the lyrics we listen to day by day does nothing but add to the pool of strife. All these artist claim to be the realist but the truth is your words bread a still, steady steam of stupidity . Your sounds are lacking flavor making us look bland in our community.  Instead of worrying about being happy and living our lives we have to worry about death. Its the only thing thats promised so why are we chasing it .

This scoiety is going through the process of exsanguination .

Money is defied and our communities are tortured

If you really knew the shit that rattles my brain and triggers my anger you may understand but thats not what I want . I rather speak and know that your hearing me, know that your there not just physcially but mentally. I want you to feel me I want you to analyze each line and take it in.

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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