Mama caste your pride upon my dreams…

By @PP

Values ©Donna Rae Lands

You gave me everything it surely seems…

Values of lock and leave never bereaves…

I became a troop of blue for the massive coupe…

I doxxed, lied and stole with all my teams…

Mama caste your pride to those that lied for all my dreams…

We went from rags, flags and drags of stolen valor…

All of my success was bought with wasted tears of sour…

Values of lock and leave became my golden keys…

Being the twin of lies caring only for injustice laws…

Twas the clear view of old school, ever so raw…

Mama caste your pride upon my dreams…

I was never the grizzly bear-nor one to share…

My lying lips of quips never actually cared…

Values of lock and leave forever bereaves…

I sought and fought for my demons unknown…

The childish acts and broken backs left me all alone…

Mama caste your pride upon my side within my dreams…

Values of lock and leave never cleave nor bereaves…

Poetry Pen