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Mask Poet / Blog

"The Silence"

Here we are standing in the silence shhhh. Can you hear the silence? Listen carefully and you will hear. Pennies dropping in a poor bum's bucket. Babies crying for food to eat. Sirens ringing to the corner of Project Av. and Hood St., gunshoots banging while pointed at the head of my brother. Why is he my brother my mind asks, but the silence clamly answers your kind is your family, so anybody with the same skin tones as me is my brother or sister and those seven skin tones lighter has to be my enemy. In silence comes truth , but what truth is being preach in slience. Shhhhhhhhhh. You must listen to what is hidden in silence. In our sweet land of opportumity the poor is only getting poorer. Law enforcements are found more in the ghettos than in any housing development. How many black men are filling our prisons? Shhhhhhhh, you must listen to the silence its speaking. - Tyesha 3

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Mask Poet  (about 2 years ago)

I don't know about any one this is an awsome read! Big ups Ty!

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