Poem -

Too much

I wrote this rap
To tell you my story
And to show, there's repercussions
When you use weapons for glory
There's no need to make someone hurt or bleed
I got stabbed with a knife
Because of my creed
The colour of my skin, and what I believed in
They used a knife and tried to end my life
but they failed and now I tell my tale
While I live my life, they'll 
Spend theirs in jail

Chorus
**Too much violence in the world
Too many people getting killed
Your worth more than prison life
No need to start a war with a knife
A real man can walk from a fight
Before it's too late, you can do what's right
Unlink from the chain of crime
Put your anger into rhyme**

They'll never be free to live life their way
They'll stay where they are till their dying day
Away from everyone they love, all they have is their God above

The exact reason I got hurt
The reason I got cut
They made a choice that would last their whole life
The second they opted to pick up a knife
Chorus
**Too much violence in the world
Too many people getting killed
Your worth more than prison life
No need to start a war with a knife
A real man can walk from a fight
Before it's too late you can do what's right

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