I knew it wouldn't pay because at a cost your life went away.
Still remember your kind gestures
How you guarded our lives at bay
A real compadre
flowing the thugs way
But it cost you
thats what the pastor say.
Now brothers that got the breath
Take heed because aint there much left
A humble life goes along way
Living in love, now that's the right prey
Your chance to reign with the maker
Dont you delay it another day.
YOU ARE READING
The Genez
Poetry"The Genez" focuses on the authors frame of mind or mode of consciousness. The word "Genez" used in the title of this piece is a Hebrew derived word, which means treasury. (One must be able to can meditate, what ever they are reading)- M. Mendez
