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[aid] => mick
[title] => Getting RID of A Race:
[time] => 2016-03-01 02:02:24
[hometext] => Am just trying to understand why we can`t see through these lies we are told.
[bodytext] => Look around brothers at what is our fate.
we rob ,kill, and steal from each other every way.
we do it to ourself ever single day.
while others are watching,
saying another one gone great.
we don`t own factories, boats or planes
yet these weapons, drugs are coming IN
with lot of haste it same.
Our communities are dying, for lack of love and faith.
We don`t treat each other as brothers anyway.
Destroying many dreams is not our beckon call.
86% OF OUR YOUNG MEN COME FROM BROKEN HOMES
NEVER knowing their fathers is nothing but a shame.
Now our race is dying,soon to be no more, if we don`t stop
these killings it will soon be at your door.
[comments] => 2
[counter] => 172
[topic] => 21
[informant] => RICHARD_CAMPBELL
[notes] => Edited for spelling as requested ~ Moderator_18 Mar 1, 2016
[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 0
[ratings] => 0
[editpoem] => 0
[associated] =>
[topicname] => Lifepoems
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