Not for Sale

I rather be veridical and dead. Stretched out horizontal, with bullets in my head. Than alive, hypocritical, compromising with the Feds

My loyalty, respect and dignity are not for sale. That's not an honorable life. Being seen as a sellout and coward by parents, children and wife

By
Abu Lateef
© 2023

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