Sunday, April 8, 2012

Great Words

"Father forgive us for living
Why all my homies stuck in prison
Barely living, believing that this world is a prison
It's like a ghetto they can never leave
A broken rose giving bloom through the cracks in the concrete
So many things for us to see
Things for us to be
Our history full of tragedy and misery"

-Tupac

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