This is just a verse. I write in the real life hip hop field so please take into account that my personal rhythm will be a hit or miss to most of you song writers.
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8/28/12
I was born with a special mental drive..
Before I could walk obsession with the pencil thrived.
So I write of what's taught today, lots sought after vengeful crimes.
We preach the law but yet it rots in resentful times.
Seem tall when we all fought for several lies..
Oversea chemical lines have us losing credible lives.
Respectable guys refusing medical cries.
Spectacles blind as rising decibals wine.
The dead lead an ethical demise.
While of whom's left seem plentifully skeptical inside.
The enemies have flexible ties.
None expected to die when we were sent to 'fend for our pride'.
Come home alive or be smitten in stride.
Life is what you make of it - but ours were taken and given to the fight.
Take care.
- Nicholas