I was raised to believe in family
But as I aged I saw mine fall to disease
A sickness- we couldn't get along- nope
The older I got- the more I lost hope
My own road- I left home to be on my own
Family- where could it be? I tried a few places
People came and went- new empty spaces
Filled and then left vacant- it felt cold
Then a new face- a plan- somewhat bold
It's been awhile- I have weeded out the bad
Some good folk left- But its life- I ain't mad
This family is strong- a sturdy foundation
Built upon warm vibes and receptions
You all know who you are- no need for names
Sticking through the good- and the pains
We got what was needed- we did this together
A unique group- so life could be better
My ladies- my brothers- family is forever
Friday, August 31, 2007
Family
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