a place on Earth

it is absurd to me 

that you are not out here 

walking around, 

somewhere,

making art,

somewhere,

smoking a blunt,

somewhere,

laughing too loud 

at your own jokes,

somewhere.

God,

why do you demand

martyrdom of our heroes?

why do real niggas

die too often and

too soon? why 

did you make us so

squishy and fragile?

why does loss weigh

so much more than 

joy? why does heartache

hurt so bad? 

why

why 

why 

is somewhere not 

a place on Earth? 

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