Hip Hop Poetry

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                                                                     Jetlag
Wakin up at 4 AM
I turn up the radio to the Hit FM
Barkin dogs and drunken students
kick away every single soda can

The home is silent
Rowdy person also exist online
Talkin about trifles or missing money they lent
Even casters talk with rhyme

The wish is on highway
We are now tuning into 88.7
It is absolutely not sideway
The other fake channel are smashed on its mission

Trappin in the dawn barely realize
look da oasis ahead is it real sh!t or a fxxkin mirage
No worries it's a dream after midnight
but dreams n reality have some conformity don't you be quiet

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The poem I chose

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A Final Goodbye ©  Betty Janko Do not weep for me for I will soon be gone, My body may die, but my soul will live on. Perhaps up to heaven, maybe eternity, Or be reborn as another, when I am set free. Do not weep for me for I will soon be gone. I was a survivor since my first breath was drawn. I loved and was loved by animals, and man, Siblings, friends and strangers, since my life began. Do not weep for me for I will soon be gone, My body may die, but my soul will live on. I leave all of you with my love, and I pray That our souls will touch once again, someday.
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