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I tried my hand at writing a rap(mild) ONCE(it's beneficial to know one's limitations) while I was living in D.C. It was early at an open-mic and a young group had just rapped their way through 3 pieces. Since I was gonna be there for a while, I grabbed a handful of napkins and wrote this out and gave it to 'em before I left.
I never made it back to that open-mic and I doubt if they ever did anything with it, but it was a fun bit o' creative energy.
the tears of the mothers turn to salt in the gutters down among the litter of discarded glass and sneakers spray painted epitaph no one has the last laugh empty bed at midnight someone cries at first light that's the price you're gonna pay when you got another deal gone down.
empty space on porch swing voices in my head ring a limousine tomorrow weighted down with sorrow on a ride that lasts forever to a place that holds no pity where everyone is equal and each soul has a marker with flowers to remember a child who once was smiling
each day is a season with no promise of a future and the rhythm of the traffic blends with heartbeats of survivors while the tears of the mothers turn to salt in the gutter just around the corner where everybody knows there's gonna be a price 'cause they got another deal goin' down.
As I said, it's beneficial to know one's limitations:-)
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