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Poem

Sleeping on cardboard like I'm homeless,

Because the mattress in the cell is foamless,

And because of the lockdown I phone home less,

Then after the lockdown, they locked us back down because of the protest,

It's a war outside - get your hard hat,

Brothers in the Feds talking about the R-Dap,

Brothers on their way to the Feds chained up on the tarmac,

Con Air,

I say long prayers - because everyday I need God in my affairs.




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