To Trayvon and Nixzmary What is wrong with this earth today? Another little one was buried today Maybe it was mistaken identify Or the wrong crowd, but no kid should die a teen So much life and dreams cut short Never even held a nine or snorted coke In the world were fed so many illusions A fusion of spiritual death and false joy for amusement But as soon as the moon shines and gleams I arise look at the sky and dream dreams But since my my earthly inception its like all I saw was deception And as I thrive its hard to manage and survive No choice but to remain hopeful and Cope with the pain no what Im saying? Sure this world is insane but In the end eternal life we shall claim Picture yourself holding the earth ins your palms Every nation was calm and every beggar received alms No more death, and cries in mommas eyes No need for abortion, death, rape, lies, and chalk outlines No AKs, knives, nines, and mines Darkness, trials, fines, and crimes and the poverty declines No more criminal files and ghetto pietas Minimum wage is over and the government pays us Of course itll never happen because the chosen ones Breathed their last, Gone too soon and too fast Gone too soon and too young Someones brother, sister, daughter and son Child abuse, victim of your elders Rest In Peace little Nixzmary. A kiss on the cheek for you from me A lot of parents lost their way But I got a heavenly mom and dad to tell me Itll all be ok Praise God that Im finally strong enough To right the wrongs no matter how tough I yearn for the day he takes me Away to his eternal place of rest and stay This goes out to Trayvon Martin And every kid whos face who ends up on a carton Though we both had our flaws We were both soldiers in this life rugged and raw I hear the food in Heaven has a golden taste Meet me outside! Well play Bball outside the golden gates Munchin on skittle with God and his crew Lets both forget what George did to you Lets share bunks in the Mansion And go to the party in the flyest of fashion Watch over your family and protect them Till we meet each other, let this poem let all the people know We are all sisters and brothers
nixzmary, trayvon, pieta, eternal, soon