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Go On and Eat Your Cake

Please, let me go, let me be free.
Damn you sorry son of a bitch.
Give me life, true life, don’t hold me back, time to choose
life or death. Give me death if not my unalienable rights.
At least I’ll be able to fly
and look up to the heavens
then have the ultimatum.
Have the choice of true life.
Please, let me be free
come on gravity
don’t hold me back.
Then a wise man
tapped me on the shoulder
and said:
shut the fuck up, damn fool.
Afterwards, I walked
and shut up,
but I mumbled under my breath
the true words of freedom,
but I still walk among man.
You don’t know what you have
until it is gone.
So, I guess people that never let things go
think they’re broke ass people,
actually they’re just been scared dumb.

This poem was written by Roba Adnew on Jun 02, 2007.

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