Street Keyz
@Streetkeyz · 0:51
Poetic Thought of the Day
Hey y'all in street keys with your poetic thought of the day. Please wake me when I'm free. I cannot bear captivity where my culture, I'm told, hold no significance. I'll wither and die in ignorance, but my inner eye can see a race who reigned as kings in another place. The green of trees was rich and fool and every man spoke of beautiful men and and women together as equals. War was gone because all was peaceful