Friday, August 22, 2014

born out of blues
so sad your parent had no clue
and you currently glue 
specifically with no subdue

born as a luck
the world now runs in your back
neither do they lack 
black with a golden pack

strange to drench
they wage to quench 
their affinity with dignity
symbol of unity
sanity blows in respect

heroes to street urchins 
surround you in bunches
iconic rejuvenator of hope
dope with no flop

unwanted impromptu
and free love sprouts 
scouts  all clout 
and salute you in all courts

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