It's the best place to do it
because no one sees
and no one hears what they can't see
Dark and Lenny up the street
Concealed.Correct.Complete.
I'm guessing God made them for us:
Sanctified holy grounds,
Kissed with crack filled remedies,
Blessed with the stench of fading time
Raped of sanity
Grounds that hold the answers to life
and its antagonizing questions
They are the curse to our communities
to our mothers
to our brothers
They are the reason we run,
we hide,
we fight.
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