Born entrapment of poverty
Pain
Suffering thru the long days
And thru the hell of
The nights
Still a man of
Pride and principles
Standing fearless fighting
Against the odds
Can you see my scars
Feel my hunger, my rage
For the freedom of living
Of my life is priceless
Yet taken for granted
The liberty of my death
Should be celebrated
For the life I live
Trying
To make it.
Sean H.B
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