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Land Of The Tree, Home Of The Grave

I pledge allegiance to the mask of the united hate of America.

To the revolution which I stand to fight for one nation under free man.

Souls are burning a mentality hurting body sinking in an illusion of quick sand.

A knee I take a heart bare without cover from my hand a negative repercussion of this land.

No taxation without representation a right stripped from a supposed free nation.

My pain stems from slavery & segregation something known to be only a melanin revelation.

Held hostage in a situation when we are all known to be of equal creation.

Speaking my truth painting mental images a bitter sweet sensation.

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Evan Wheeler hails from Camden, New Jersey. He is a well educated, multi-versed millennial. He is an entrepreneur in a sense, a poet, journalist, motivational speaker, youth advocate, and activist. He envisions a future reestablished by leaders educating our people on social issues they should be informed on and uplifting one another by defying the status quo.

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  1. Shafiyq Muhammad

    April 30, 2018 at 12:50 am

    i could not have said it any better preach brother you have something that needs to be said

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