Crossroad of thoughts

The world is so kind, all it ask is African bloody diamonds

But they sure do pay back
Look at the “made in” AK-47s on the African children’s back
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Confused on a cross road, I passed Africa:
Searching for a wise teacher
A caring survival educator!
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I don’t need to be cautious
to what I say
I am a wealthy parents’ boy
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Driving down freedom lane
My ancient car’s paint dissolved
Off the pouring sulfuric rain
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Possible and impossible
Are infinite miles apart?
Wait…no only two letters…
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When life threatens me
With her greatest negativity
Faith is what carries me
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The stars are so bright, so is the sun
But darkness whispering to me now
Where have they hid and gone?
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[Oh so stupid that I am
I just realized, the sun is so bright
Only during the freaking daylight]
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Before the afternoon’s shade of gray thought
Indeed we all wake up vacuous
In Black and White.
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They asked for my father figure
And I responded “THAT TOO,
WAS MY LOVING MOTHER!!”
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© 07, Dani.