Lost

Never let your Past catch up to yourself

No matter how much the past stabs your back

keep your head up and run with those who give you hope

 

We as humans are born to endure hatred and Depression

Never forget where you came from

We are the people of Today, Not the people of Yesterday

 

You may cry

You maybe Scared

But you're a Survivor or damage, sufferage, And loneliness

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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