Rastafari Walk Tall
From: East London, (Hackney) |
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Poetry
IP:
stop da cars, let traffic lights go red
Stop da talking of each and every brer
Hush, silence, i want nothing but quiet
Daydreamin, letting ma imagination run riot
the stars are not wanted now, put out evry one
Pack up da moon and dismantle da sun
Pour wawy the ocean and sweep up the wood
for nothing now can come to any good.
Peace
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