Little Rhyme
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Poetry
Here’s a little rhyme
As I’m chilling doing time
Paying the price for my crime.
Now the tables are turned, it’s a lesson learned
No point crying, letting things do my head in like I’m dying
No more swelling or taking in out on some poor lady yelling
I will pick up my act, as a matter of fact
Dust my self off from this big fall
Stand up, believe in myself, stand tall
For its time to turn over a new leaf and start to have belief
Cause soon you’ll be out with loved ones, such a relief
So stay strong with a positive mindset, things wont go wrong
Better days are not long away
Enjoy time with all the brothers along the way
Here’s a little rhyme
As I’m chilling doing time
Paying the price for my crime.
Now the tables are turned, it’s a lesson learned
No point crying, letting things do my head in like I’m dying
No more swelling or taking in out on some poor lady yelling
I will pick up my act, as a matter of fact
Dust my self off from this big fall
Stand up, believe in myself, stand tall
For its time to turn over a new leaf and start to have belief
Cause soon you’ll be out with loved ones, such a relief
So stay strong with a positive mindset, things wont go wrong
Better days are not long away
Enjoy time with all the brothers along the way
Date Published
July 9, 2026
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