Family SecretsA Poem by SashaIts really confusing. Still Gangsta though.Son I hope you know it. I know I know it. Just don’t go and blow it. This stays between us. It’s all about trust. It’s about sources, And then action. Finally violence, Just more than a fraction. It’s a gamble for life. It’s still not a game. I know it doesn’t sound different, But believe me Its not the same. Families and allies. Enemies and Traitors. Truths and Lies. Kings and Waiters. All the same, Yet different somehow. All Live, And all die. Still, we play these games and lie. © 2009 Sasha |
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