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A Story From A Damage Mind part 1

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I was born dead upon arrival, was trained to be my rival, so when I rival, I rival with the rifle like a sniper, as I step into the next cipher, half full like a bull that's burned by the lighter... I'm eager to reach the youth as a writer...my words strike like a viper, my thoughts drop bombs that'll make the devil pay the piper...

I was doing this since you was in a wet diaper, as I find the level of crime within the time I require through this confusing brain like a Rubix cube to discipher, where rats are doing time, becoming a tiger, as the mentality of this reality creep Pon our rhythm smooth like a spider, that have you like a minor smoking marijuana behind diner...

See I was a gangsta by choice, so I write for you to choose wiser, as I rise up war against our rivals, right by side them like a ghost rider, living as a reminder as I spit words like bullets like God's grace is under fire...my race live undesired like a midnight driver, as these words pedal through their heads with no helmet like a biker, and these ain't Chrysler words, you can feel them Slytherin through your brain like a viper, so as the fire burn your veins like I am a lighter...I paint the picture like I'm a striker, like old wine, I taste nicer, the prophet slicer, the natural fiber to make you think wiser, than Rolling Stone subscribers and Jack Daniels spiritual advisors with an financial appetite...

Now we move bent out of shape from society's pliers, in this rat race, singing with our tongue on fire in the rat race choir, as we walk the wire fulfilling the desires of science, like the African anthem has step into retirement..so when I look at where I live...I see a different environment, where military hardware has become a requirement, in the dark side of this hostile environment that protect the wealthy is a first assignment...

But I'm the energy force that will force them into retirement, as my writing take flight and ignite microchips that purified your mind like I'm a scientist in solitary confinement, as the earth just experience a sudden change in the climate, as my spiritual embodiment reside in a space to always face my fear face to face, as I face the sun as it scorched my face, where we breathe through the lack of nourishment, as our children bleed out upon the concrete of these predatory environments that is deadly and silent, unspeakably violent that convey the wrong effect from these wicked dialects that is swimming in our intellect, where we live direct with no respect, no unity, no connect...so the words that I have select, I manifest in the dark as I reflect upon this system disrespect...(part 1). A Story From A Damage Mind...Aug, 4 2023... written by Sa Ra Safari Messiah Kamau

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