Thanks for the Struggle

by Daniel Hamilton


8 years old
my blood being drained by the pain
They say
no pain no gain
but I have yet to see the gain though
out of all the pain I have felt
were the words of my great grandfather
as they let him hang
like a brown leaf ready to fall from a tree

Me myself and I
stabbed by no stained
persecuted but not forsaken

Blind and traumatized
by the fact that they just legalized
to kill a man spill a man
border line chord line slit his throat

This is a life of slavery and struggle
but thank God I made it
My past life has faded
My new life is shaded
but still covered with prosperity
Thanks for the struggle

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