Let us pray for the souls of these Suckas!

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Haiku poem by Mr.Tariq

Its time we all pray

For the souls of these Suckas

Dear GODS hear our prayers

Theyre all around us

Roaming the secular world

Lost in space sinning

Two faces grinning

Lying to you & themselves

Sucka behavior

The bridges they burn

Dont light up any pathways

They turn the skies gray

They are full of hate

Lacking a whole lot of love

A whole lot of hugs

These Suckas need prayer

And they dont even know it

Theyre too blind to see

Theyre too woke to dream

They know nothing about team

Theyre too gassed like steam

Needing & pleading

A whole lot of redemption

Deep down reflection

Its time we all pray

For the souls of these Suckas

Dear GODS hear our prayers