Cold Hearts & Empty Pockets

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    Cold Hearts & Empty Pockets

    I wish there was a way to end the world's problems,
    all of these issues in one swoop, solve them.
    No more sickos touching children, no more homo's and dikes,
    love, peace and happiness with my wife.
    No more homeless, no corruption in the polls,
    no artists selling their talent and soul.
    No man screwing their face when i give them a nod,
    no more denying that a black man is God.
    I'm tired of being broke, I need a steady flow of cash,
    to take care of my home and blend my chron with hash.
    To push Double Soul properly and drops hits non-stop,
    been on the bottom too long, I'm overdue to be on top.
    So much to accomplish, no assistance to be found,
    the hearts are colder than March in this town.
    No concern for the next man who's one cheque from the streets,
    burning the news in a can for heat.
    Hanging by fast food dumpsters, digging for scraps,
    i have to push a message through these raps.
    I'm living for Daddy's Angels and the few that care,
    if i can help you out of a jam, i'm there.
    I miss friends from my youth, age cause drifts,
    if there's coals still burning, throw sand in the pit.
    I'm not happy about a lot, but there are some bright spots,
    waking to see the sun, staring at the sky, food cooking in pots.
    Hearing my fav's from a box plugged in to a socket,
    but i need a shift from cold hearts and empty pockets.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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