Read Poem: SOUTHERN ROOTS, by ICE

Lax’d atmosphere, breezy, sun beaming near
Trees Riesling, birds singing, children play ball outside
Looking around one would’ve never known
So many lives cried and died, some even fried on these Mississippi lines
Sounds of joyful laughs,
Deep rooted
Remembering the screams… Wailing my people shed within these
Mississippi state lines
Oh my history will never be left behind
It’s retain ed in my mind
How can one forget what continues to go on today
Ya’ll better peep game, this shit is still insane
We still being hang’d and who gets the capital gain?!
What a shame
Something to think about before you really start to believe that ya’ azz is really free
Now rest your head, make a difference with ’cha ya’ own
Give live learn
Lax’d atmosphere, breezy, sun beaming near
Trees Riesling , birds singing, children play ball outside
Looking around one would’ve never known
So many lives cried, died some fried on these Mississippi state lines
And you think you free

Author: poetryfest

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