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They Charge Me With A Crime Sirens rang as they draw near I stand at the door waiting 4 the arrest I must face They charged me with the crime of letting words Flow from my mind Down my arm 2 my hand Into a pen & upon a page They say I am a criminal Because I am A POET They handcuff me & Put me in the back of a squad car I look 2 the crowd Expecting 2 see shame upon their face But none lingered dat day I guess I wrote all the things they didnt have the heart 2 say Throw me in a cell & slam the door Yeah u might caged me But u will never enslave my mind So with the razor u throw 2 me 2 commit my own suicide I took it & wrote my words upon these walls Not caring how many years u added on Because every prisoner is reciting them through these halls u say u condemn me 2 death u have the authority 2 send me 2 the electric chair u might give me death But u do not condemn me 2 it See God gave me this gift & I must use it See poetry is not my occupation But my life So know 1 thing u may lock me up & cage me But u will never enslave my mind Because I shall always remain a poet Through in & Out Of time. Less jokes & quiz games 4 more poetry join this two Groups #poetry_movement & #Young_Mind_powerful_thoughts(poetry room)
Posted on: Tue, 02 Sep 2014 07:29:04 +0000

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