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(Poem) "Ask If God Hears"
They say, you don't have a choice... Voting is your voice. 
They say, the president, is your only source. So we're forced, to 
bow down to man, make sure you follow your oppressors plan.
 Playing chess with the devil, while they play you out yo hand. Mannn... I say, I been 
voting for 10 years, but never checked to see if God still hears. Mann.. As I cry, I know that God Heals tears. I can't help but wonder how it made God feel.
 While we cast him aside, because they said pick a side. So we voted anyway..
 saying the change is coming soon they'll change right away! but it's 
been many days. Their plan is still the same played out in different ways.
 Yeah, maybe a few of you don't have physical chains... but that don't change the 
fact that they still got your brains. Bow down on your knees, ask God, 
if he still sees. Ask your father for forgiveness for forgetting his plan and trusting in man.
Tell him that your sorry, because you went off course. Yeah, I know it felt like 
force, but you were still coerced. Ask him for your voice, and this time make the right choice! 

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(Poem) "No Unity" 
Since the days of Moses our enemies always had the same focus...
 They say, break their unity to break black communities. 
They like to start with the man that's always been the plan. 
They made us mentally disabled and now their our care takers. 
So we become dependent on our takers.. we say, damn the nay Sayers
 and we listen to the fakers. We beg our enemies to change.. like we 
don't know the game don't change. We all hate each other.. Fathers hating mothers
and mothers hating brothers. We keep asking.. will they ever repay? while their plan is on replay. 
Damn.. you say, who asked you? Divide and conquer it's like deja-vu.

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(Poem) "What is Freedom To You?"
What is freedom to you? Is it a pill when feeling blue? When you’re tired and feeling through.. Some say freedom belongs to few… but there’s a different point of view… So I ask, what is freedom to you? Is it the power to choose? kid’s say, just choosing my own shoes, while in prison it’s just having a choice of foods. So what is freedom to you? Is it breathing in fresh air? Or living without a care? Or is freedom just a dare, since the options are never fair. Your right to choose is rare. So what is freedom to you? You ask what’s my point of view. I realized that it’s true, that only God has the clue. So what is freedom to you?