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letra de street poetry (the poem) - joshua morata

as the streets go silent and the lights turn bright
will they still find you dead asleep as you were last night
i am nothing but a street poet, reading your thoughts as i judge your walk
never doubt me, i walk among you with the eyes of a dead prophet
i am not ashamed to hurt you with the truth, nor am i ashamed to heal you with a lie
you carry a burden i give to you, something to keep and remember me by
nothing can silence the heart of a child
they speak with pride, no fear to hide
hear the children weep as grown men destroy the mind
corruption in the schools, money banks in workforce
daily ch0r-, our fathers didn’t die for this land to now roam with the poor
take no more trust, from the peers who deceive and demand l-st
temptation is ransom that begs for your attention
trust no other but yourself, and others that can promise your future
i walk the streets of which society has created
dead gr-ss and large trees that once help breed a nation
a world that could breath the free air
the smile on children’s faces, visible
no fear of a far away crosshair
sunrise to sunset, rinse and repeat
count the blessings of your loved ones that quietly weep
for salvation, jubilation and for you to return home
that word is the key, and that key we need is home
let you rest well for tonight, as the father above us holds to tomorrow for all of us
a silent bird or a weary dying man
a street poet with a faith in god and in himself
writes for a better tomorrow

- joshua morata

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