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HELLO - my name is genocide.
I come from man and beside.
Only to put you in a camp.
My genius part of the vamp.
Only to close and lock a door.
Your face and others no more.
An Indian, jew,black slave and others.
Walk I do with hate and venom - brothers.
Into my day camp you will go.
LIKE A BOA - to coil and kill real slow.
Only vacant eyes look with hope.
To escape its ring, like a boxers rope.
Through the passage of life and time.
Our friend of darkness genocide rhymes.
Man sometimes only feels by pain.
Yet being all sisters and brothers - IT'S INSANE.
LET ME JUST SIT AND COOL OFF.
from my poem book - DREAMS 2
