Black Poetry : Making Sense over Dollars

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Folks are born poor
Over being shook to the core
Being bought over in a bag full
Recognizing survival as quite still
It shall cost me big to begin to soar
Picking through & counting on Momma's tokens
The things I hear about & my cradle never to be forsaken
Loan my Momma a bed to open up them legs
Sweaty
Chocolate
Fruitacious
Since we are here right now
This show
Makes total Sense
As our lives are continiously fenced
This trade 4 freedom pushed you right on out
Only to find out
Dollars bought u n this chance or choice
Sense is what you bore with some change left over
 

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