America
another again
children dying in caves
so we can play videos games friends
who you mad at
another again
don't look at me
whats in ur ears ,they call them blood diamonds
you don't care
yeah, cause you blinging
somebody getting raped tonight
she getting' sprayed with his semen
her son ain't got hands no more
his blood crept through the dirt
he wanted to come to the U.S. before
but to bad for him
his skin was the shade of a winter sweatshirt
A contest entry
- Free-Write by polly filla.
1750 points, ended August 12, 2008, 10 entries
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