As The Days Goes

As the days goes
My mind grows
Sharper than knives
Sweeter than the honey hives
My character shows
And the wise knows
Beautiful be my people
Yeah you know the ones with the wide nose
Hated by a lot
Hated by cops
With Hatred on our own blocks
Real niggas vs fake niggas
House niggas vs the field ones
Light vs dark and yet this shit is still dumb
That's a rocky foundation to build from
But we can fix it while we're still young
As we open our minds freedom comes
Like the morning sun
Ever so gracious
On your lips you can almost taste it
And as the day goes
Our mind grows

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
Our world


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