We're winging it and bringing it That little bit of hope So we can float Even though we're broke We've nothing to lose
It's all about the pain
Playing the game
Who cares, who knows
What is proposed
In the middle of the lies
It's fight till we die
In the streets it's war
And what's it for
So me and you
Can have our day
Where dreams won't stray
And we all pray
When it's over and done
Our kids can run
Where life is better
Our little go getters
We'll see it and we'll know it
Before we blow it
So we'll fly and we'll cry
And paint our sky with words so high
You all can see And we'll be free
Rapping is usually meant for the angry youth. But you have done justice with this short one, copping the style quite handily if much shorter than most youngin's rather long and tiresome tirades.
Having never had any kids, I've been free of very long time. ;-)
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This book is a limited edition, and copies are hand numbered. It will NOT be available through Amazon or other distributors. You must purchase it directly from the author or from this site. It is hard-back (not the spiral bind seen
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
Having never had any kids, I've been free of very long time. ;-)
Ron
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