POEM STARTER

The Revelation

Write a poem with a structured rhyme scheme, using this as the title.

A.M.F.A

What’s the real definition of a brother

Relation by blood

Or relation by color

Or relation by struggle

The raven seperated from the dove

The raven separated by the dove

Oh what have we become

The black sheep’s created

Because

Society makes them feel like they ain’t enough

Murder happens becomes humanity

Lacks empathy

Murder happens because the number one

priority

in a man’s life

Is a gold chain

A man’s life can change

Due to a false claim

The witnesses go along with it

Because they were low on change

The same people preaching

Are the same people living

A life of violence

The people preaching for justice

Start reaching for a pump

Being pressured by a chum

In the sharks mouth here we come


Fathers abandoning their sons

Their sons abandoning their sons

What have we become

Listen listen

I reckon

You ain’t thinking for a second

But

Before you go into that store and start wreckin

Just think about the people who own it for about a second

I know you got your problems

and shouldn’t care about there

But brother they got theirs

This isn’t a gang

Stop the violence and grow a pair

I know you feel hopeless

when the president starts acting prejudice

But

Fire doesn’t stop fire

So why do you think violence will end violence

They’ll only use that as the fuel to their lighter

You should know

Violence is only violent

Stop thinking the way you’re thinking

Because if you don’t you’re brothers will start hearing violins

Because you ended up in a coffin


Stop the fight

Stop the fight

Stop the fight

Stop the fight

Stop the fight

Stop the -


The only thing Devine

I’m a man’s life

Is a 9.

Or a 45.

Or getting their stripes

And doing time

Everyone doing crime

by the age of nine

Dying before they can see the age of twenty-five

Lord they’re blind

Gambling with their life

To chase a high

Or to provide

Dads getting arrested

Babies cry

I seen a man do they same crime

Didn’t serve an ounce of time

Just only left with a 550 dollar fine

They only difference between the two

Was one was white

Kids growing up in a life

Where the only option is to kill the rival side

Never been introduced to a Bible

Write raps

because we can’t write our rights

Write a song not our wrongs

Red or blue

Kids or adults

White or black

Red or brown

And the end of the day

We’re just trying to make a life

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