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Hood (The Outlaw Rap)


You see this – it’s misunderstood
 
Man it’s just a hood
 
A big part of my attire
 
But it’s starting to conspire
 
Against me and my generation
 
Next there’ll be legislation
 
By the men in the suits
 
Westminster brutes!
 
I mean check out their gear
 
That’s the look of fear
 
We don’t make no wars
 
Give me girls and dance floors
 
So I can live as a young man
 
Without a plan
 
In an existence of leisure
 
Of unadulterated pleasure
 
Sometimes in excess
 
Often reckless
 
But no threat to national security
 
At my tender age only purity
 
And respect is good enough
 
But what about love?
 
Is there any left?
 
Must I be bereft
 
Of mutual understanding
 
With our elders demanding
 
We keep in line
 
So you see my decline
 
Will make me retreat to my disguise:
 
Behind propaganda and lies.
Stephen Holloway
 

About poetreecreations

I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at www.waterstones.com

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