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Play Your Part


Play your part, this is the perfect title A well-known phrase that makes a life lesson vital The thin line between struggle & triumph or The reconciliation between two or more peoples' bias Play your part, that's what people don't do They claim they're this and that when we all know it isn't true For instance, you say that you can "up the tool", but the last time you Were with one of those was in Home Ec. you must think I'm a fool Play your part, this should be our common wealth People hide the truth to find Heaven through their Hell They lock up they're lies and never give bail And in the end, they end up contradicting themselves Stupid stuff like being a gangster, and still wearing a seatbelt If you think you're better, you need to check your make-up Imma let you hate, while imma get my cake up That's why I never budge to say who's real or fak(er) Cause I ain't the one who judges, the one who judges is the Maker Play your part
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Comments (3)

savigirl14
<P>This poem is amazing. It really tells us to do what were supposed to do without out following the crowd. keep writing</P>
JessPink93
This is beautifully written. Everyone has to endure something in their lives, but how will it impact how you treat others and how it may effect ones internal self is a question that is asked frequently. No one is perfect and that's okay. I can really sense that in your piece.
djleft23
I just wanted to talk about how people claim that they're big and bad, and how they make others feel bad in the process. My moral was that one shouldn't judge others if they can't find fault within themselves.

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