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Tomorrow's Hope
The ocean is blue and as clear 
 As the stars that sparkle in the night sky
 But at night the darkness of little girls
 And boys scream
 With daddy less girls and man less fathers
 Who set the path for the for 
 The kids they wont see grow up 
 There days became so bright but the harsh 
 Wombs or impregnated  women 
 Who carried the life God 
 Decided to birth so innocent
 Not knowing the world they are coming 
 Into is heaven (yea sure) to a 
 Selfish,  cowardly, human being 
 They call this heaven
 You don't have to deal with the problem
 You just ignore them
 Man is what we all look up too
 To hold us and protect us
 Hell and man got mixed up during 
 Satins birth and the control of heaven
 See the black, blue, green, brown,
 Green and hazel eyed girls
 Who cry for grown men who satisfy themselves 
 While calling her his baby 
 While trying to get her to pregnant his baby girl
 A maid, to be a leader she’ll be 
 Not knowing that they hurt and cursed
 Slaves back in the day so she could be a queen
 Not knowing her body is her temple and if 
 Anybody dare get close they should ask god first
 These boys who choose to run from there problems 
 But I thought freedom was declared along time ago
 See the path was set but we didn't follow it
 Got lost somewhere in the story
 Momma use to tell about the birds and the bees
 That self love didn't matter anymore but his
 Sweet smelling cologne and her rose petal hair
 Was there attraction he felt that cause
 Daddy wasn't there for mommy I’ll be there
 For mien so he laid down without the thought
 Of being just like his father just less
 She closed her eyes with trust because
 When she was born daddy said he’d always be
 There so she felt that she owed him something 
 So she opened her heart 
 But see they stopped cause this daddy less
 Girl and this man less boy weren’t ready to repeat the cycle of
 Unwanted love see they hoped for tomorrow
 Instead of living for today 
 Tonight they wish upon that star and let god 
 Tell them when there ready!
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