By: G.B.
Listen to the whisper
Before you hear the scream
Don’t let him lure you back
On his team.
For those who don’t understand
It’s the “call of the street”
He shouts so loud, he tricks us,
Thinking of reclaiming our seat.
Don’t let his voice sway you,
And don’t give in to his lies.
The sleeping monster within us
Leaves no room for compromise.
We must not hold on to the past;
nor grasp for tomorrow.
Free your hands today;
Let go of your sorrow.
“Street” never sleeps;
Only seems to be “nappin’.
So my sister don’t quit
Before the miracle can happen