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Poetry By: Andre Wise
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#9 - A Night in Space
Witness the strange phenomena


Submitted:Apr 19, 2009    Reads: 87    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Ahhh, feel good don't it

If not man then you ain't on it

Straight out from household making

Underground city has begun shaking

New life lives, it breathes

You can feel the air under your sleeves

As the wind blows, you can catch a cold

Alright, here's a tip if you don't wanna be sick

Sure they could be sickening, but you probably won't be drowsy

If maybe you were listening

I may be kind of cocky with my attitude

I'm kind of rude with my solitude knowledge I gained over the past few

Secondly, we're shut off from all present tense

Forgot how life works, disregarding common sense

And Wow! What image

It's weird when you look at the life we are living

Irrelavent waiters waiting for the spotlight

Waiting for their chance to get their time, right?

And if I have wrong, then don't get me wrong

I never wanted to offend anyone in this song

But I see so much envious demonstration

That I believe we're being underestimated

I speak for the community, not myself

Cause I'm working to be like everyone esle

They all past me a few days ago

And some beat me a decade ago

So, I'ma keep rhyming

As long as the suns shining

Cause I know one day it will be my time and

I can't waste my time, living in the shadow of others

Or keeping behind the rest of my brothers

This is a bother, more of an insult

Underestimaters should feel more of the guilt

This is the reasoning all of what I felt

This is the community underground has built





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