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Title: When Bredrin Fall (R.I.P. Stanley "Big Shabbo" Lackey) Post by: Ras Rebel on August 01, 2008, 05:04:22 PM R.I.P. Big Shaboo and all other young brothers that have fallen to sensless gun violence
When Him Bredrin Fall The Lion is still. He weeps in quiet places His matted mane Cannot shield his pain From prying faces When Him Bredrin Fall The Lion recalls memories of midnight magic; adolescent days during middle passage The iridescent gaze of a childhood friend Is a lasting imprint of life gone by The Lion cry. When Him Bredrin Fall The Lion is stunned He pauses to ponder the setting sun He is numb He feels nothingness And everything at once Cherished memories Of kinship diaries Surface as he grieves He abandons routine, seeks peace in solitude. The mood is heavy but recollection evokes laugher He envisions re-connection in here-after The Lion is wounded He sheds tears from his heart When Him Bredrin Fall The Lion seeks light in the dark by Ras Rebel |