When Do You Cry

When do you cry young man, do you know how to release... when do you break, and understand the need to weep... I see you stand, I've seen you fight... but at what point can someone other then yourself stand upright... where do you go when the job won't hire, how do you feed the child and the woman you admire... do you get on your knees, have you ever seen God from that view... or does he only become a vision after your man has been shot down to death right beside you... does child birth bring you to tears or force you to armor up more... are you intimated by the daughter or son who might be yours... do you read, do you write, I have heard your spit a rap, but that was in the midst of drunken bottles and weed pass... where do you go cause we all need a place, we all need a time, we all need to face... where are you now, tired at work, imprisoned with pain, husslin on the corner, laying in someone else's bed, overseas on battle, angry in your mothers home, homeless or alone... where do you go, when do you cry, please sit still and allow the tears to deplete your pride...

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