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  • Like all the people I walk pass but don't really see on my commute to work, my ears were suffering the constant damage inflicted on it by my generic mp3 player.

    A line from a song I was listening too rapped out;


    I must admit it, I laughed at it, thought like everyone one else this is a tight sic lyric

    Until I looked all around me, really looked at the people I was walking by, the world that I lived in everyday and this is what I saw;

    Work mates that don't talk or like each other.
    Old age pensioners and pregnant women left to stand, while youths seated throw popcorn at each other on the tubes.
    Divorce parties the new IN THING.
    Grannies attacked in the care homes they've moved in to be safe.
    Parents killing the babies they brought into this world
    Race on Race killing
    Sons watching their fathers beat up their mums, others killed on the streets by gangs, while daughters are groomed for sex.
    Children starving, while governments order the killing of its own people.

    For the sake of my unborn child I stopped laughing, suddenly it wasn't funny anymore, it wasn't a sic rhyme anymore.

    Instead I stopped walking,
    Stood and looked around me,
    Raised my head to the skies,
    Opened up my mouth,
    Spread out my arms as wide as I could with expanded nostrils and took the DEEPEST BREATH I HAVE EVER DONE.

    I know I looked crazy to the people in the streets of London, but if LOVE is in the AIR then I think we all should do the same

    Who knows we might all catch it.
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