Poetry for the Hip Hop at Heart

Have a sample taste,Then come inside for the real meal.THE NEW KKKKids killing kids,Killing not knowing the meaning of life,Kreating strife with a gun or a knifeRIVER OF JORDANNo one flew to the rim like him,Curled straight hair way he flew thru the airI HAVE A DREAMThe dream of how Ill be judged,Really I dont care,Im not ashamed of my hairINTERVENTIONAs spring produces flowery growth,Cosmic kindness joined us both,In time, and place, and circumstance,And miracle of new romance.DOUBTYou see the