Light at the End of the Tunnel We march through this tunnel This dark, everlasting…
My Place !
Skylar Dorsey. Poet Warrior.
My Place !
My place is where i spent my childhood
Where MANY lives were LOST
And many lives were BORN
BUT
The new lives can’t HEAL
Where the BULLET has TORN
Since a BULLET has
NO NAME
You NEVEr know who did it
BUT
if a snitch Seen it
BEST BELIEVE
He gone tell it
CHICAGO
Is the name of it