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Peter Balkus Mar 2017
Chicken, turkey's enemy for life
decided to make up, before he dies.
Said to the turkey: "Let's be a friends,
as we will have same, bitter end.

Not far from now till Christmas time
when they will **** us, stuff and dine.
Life is too short to live at war,
let's spend the last months of life in joy..."

But turkey replied: No way, you dirt!
You stupid chicken, go away!
Don't even try to talk to me,
you cheeky *******, ******, ****!

When Christmas came, they caught them both,
and it the same pan put to boil.
And turkey said to chicken, crying:
"You were right, man, we both now dying!

My hatred, anger were in vain,
I spent my whole life in chicken hate.
I want to make a peace, at last
and give you, buddy, friendly hug."

They hugged each other, in the pan,
then boiling water took their lifes.
I remember when I was young brother
Hanging on the corner
Along with the other
Gangstas like me with a bunch
Of profanity
Who can see me
Floss on the weakest tricks
Hittin my switch enticing multiples chicks
But they can't ride my ****
Cuz I know devils
When they come sound the drum
Take another sip of the Jamaican  ***
I wonder why they wanna see me fall ?
But even if I fall
I'll continue 2 lift off where I had my downfall and ball
On sucka muthaphukkaz
Trust my guns quick to burn ya
Til ya ashes turned into dust
Lust after money never cuz I'm too clever
To let any one sever
Me and poetry wither it be
Reality or Fantasy
I'm a breed of many Prodigies
Raw rappin' so y'all know what's happenin'?
Re-Runs of slavery in this modern
Day society quietly
I see them eying me
From a distance fools get hesitant
Once I
Step on the scene empty out my magazine
Now these bullets is ya new cousine
Now you another victim to homicide got me feelin' alright
Check my tactics fool quick with them tools makin ya soul flee
Only to bring out the Gangsta in me



Now these corporate punks
Gotta problem with g funk
But I don't care still puffin my skunk
Another hater tossed in the trunk
Of my sixty four stay *******
Double up fool if ya want more
As sorrows pour
I want peace but my mind screaming war
Like eagles taking soar
Shoot the bird downs
Cuz I ain't a clown
And you wonder why I get around?
Hahaa
N how many brothers got they life drowned? Downed
By a system that never cared about them
Situations kind of grim
So don't ask me why keep the slugs to 45s Next to me
Cuz I ain't going to jail 4 free
I pay the price with my life
N don't give a **** if it comes out nice
Its that raw **** that make critics
Hop like crickets
Can't dodge my licks once the guns click
Now ya soul in serious ****
Body throwing a fit
Soon to be a corpse of course
No remorse to muthaphukkaz
That try to do u
Art of War principles is what I follow
Life's is big pill hard to swallow
Am I wrong for speaking the truth ?
To the young generation ahead of you
But that's ******* and I
Ain't having it
So you tricks can **** my ****
Once the lyrics hit
Ya mind ya can't shake as I make
Perfection out of poverty
Been ballin' since I was 23
Ride with me and I'll ride on yo on enemies
For loyalty
Gangsta in me brings out the Gangsta of You
fuckpolitics fucktrump fuckobama fuckbush fucktheworld tiltheendoftimeforeverwilliridetilidie
Brett Palmero Mar 2017
It's easy to forget
That there's good in the world
When all we're shown is the problems

It's easy to realize
There's evil in the world
When we're taught only to fight it

It's easy to ignore
That enemies are people too
When we paint them as monsters

It's easy to pretend
Like what we're doing is good
When we think we're always right

It's hard to remember
That to bring people together
You need to learn to love them
Isaac / Ben
Randy Johnson Jan 2017
God wants us to turn our enemies into friends.
Let the hatred for your enemies come to an end.
We should try to turn foes into friends even if we fail to succeed.
God will bless us if we try and that is exactly what people need.
When you talk to your enemies, please make an effort to be kind.
Even if they loathe you, it's possible for them to change their minds.
It may be hard to do, especially if you avoid your foes like they're diseased.
Turning an enemy into a friend will warm God's heart and he will be pleased.
Devin Ortiz Jan 2017
As the fate of the world grows, darker by the hour.
I must ask myself.

Are the men, whom stood by me in times of peace
Allies in a time of War.

Is Ignorance their New Master, which robs a free thought.

Will they oppose me, during each battle, as Freedom gasp for air.

How much longer can I pretend, that these are good people, with evil thoughts.

I'm over this delusion that they truly care, as I'm one in millions.

A sea of suffering for which they don't cast me with the lot.

But all the while I see, people like me, caught in the raging tide of injustice.

I must cut the line, join chorus of dismay, and rebel and rebel and rebel.

No man can claim to care for me, while brothers and sisters painted just the same are afterthoughts.

For I am, as I always will be, an extension of all people lashed with Death's whip of inequality.
one of the Orient’s oldest
and most beautiful important cities
inhabited for thousands of years
by generations after generations
of craftsmen, merchants, artists, dynasties,
famous architects of all styles and religions,
the western end of the old silk road
home to over 2 million citizens
until not long ago

a few weeks of modern warfare
were enough to destroy
what hundreds of generations had built
for their living as well as their sense of beauty

     rockets exploded churches, temples, and mosques
     artillery pulverized ancient palaces and new houses

     barrel bombs and poison gas
     killed the people

on tv we now see acres of urban wasteland
miles of rubble with no life
except for occasional tanks and soldiers
proclaiming victory over these ruins
in the name of a dictator whose regime
has become a puppet in global power games
no matter what the cost in lives or things

     to destroy is easy
     building things up is hard work

     with friends like these
     who needs enemies
For this ancient city as it used to be, see: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aleppo
Mane Omsy Oct 2016
Who are you?
If they pull the trigger and shoot you
What could you do in a minute?
Fast walking and sprint
Like you never seen them
Surviving all the cramps
You must run fast as you can
Today shouldn't be your last
You could be as high as clouds
Can you fly, can you climb?
Can you wait until the light
Sparks of some fire shots in the dark
It's closer, too closer
Till they rip out your heart
With them bullets
Mane Omsy Oct 2016
Got my background *****
Never my fault, I've tried
Don't even blame my fate
Everyone littered constantly
Put my life under many sweats

Had to wake up and run
Never turning back, just trying
When hardwork pays off
To get that taste in every level
Cramps transformed to rewards

It's a risk to root down deep
Staying in that mode unshakeable
That's how I'm growing through
With all these dirts beneath me
Strengthen my stem and blossom
On the surface like a lotus
Strive hard to the top even if your background haunts you
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