Paradise
Fun in the sun
with our feet in the sand
enjoy life as time goes by
picturing life where no one cries
a place of piece
relaxing and a time
filled with eats
a place where
west and east meet
a place where bloods
and creeps sit down to eat
times worry me as i reminisce
we have lost to many brothers
for it to stay like this
dressing in black every week
makes the heart of a man weak
so as i gaze out into the ocean blue
i wander will this ever be true
where we sit and play just me and you
and the millions of brothers and sisters
we never knew
poem by Robert Roberts
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