The Race
Trapped in the hood; there are only two exits.
Go with the flow, get locked up or knocked up
Or run against the rough winds, take a chance, and climb up the ladder
Of hope, love, and freedom.
No, I'm not better than the people who surround me,
No, I don't want anyone to get left behind.
Lets become friends and we will take on this Race.
And defeat Poverty, Crime, Violence, and Ignorance.
Lets run towards the light; for a better view
Of Life on the other side.
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