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Hello my name is Tyko                                    I believe                       life

black dots                     orange suits

black in orange                                                prison doors

mother and child                                                                     right ,.

sunshine on back break beating down             walk straight

 

orange black crowding fading saturated lack

ect.

every human deserves the sleeeeeeepy feeling

tilting back      head     hung    and      relaxed

sit        in         a          chair    and                  be                    there

 

Education                                                                    A  Right

between the eyes and CNN’s blind sight

living in poverty                                  as waste prop

erty

we wrote the book they cannot afford

 

shinny floors & prison doors electing conviction

reflecting reflection                                                                 or so

be it                                                    

empty                                                                          ness

“Have it Your Way”                                                                            “I’m Lovin’ It”

 

12 eyes on faces                                               3“wife-beaters”

why do PeoPle                                                SAY that

Bernie Connie

Jamie

Joey

 

Dead.

Silent.

No                               STOP.             A circle of life

a handy man                                                                - a real hands on guy

                                    We Are I

 

one hand at work                                the other

my head                                               pen      pencil               ink

LEAD

gunshots                      wordsdrawn

dad’s mowing lawn                                          while CNN’s on

 

Hello my name is Tyko                                                                        What do I no

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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