I remember them day standing on the block feet frozen to my socks snot suck to my lips..
moving at a Snell's paces running I in a race we're the winner..
is the one that can stay free.and not be subjected to..
this new age slave camp were chains and whips..
that been changed to concrete and brick..
still chains just minus the whips..
but now it's locks and socks and knives and sh..
so my memory ain't like yours and yours ain't like mine..
but each memory is some thing that will always stay in our minds and our hearts ..
just understand that memory's are just that
something to base you future off of..
©ricardo
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