when i die just say you knew i wanted chicken wings and tater tots too a scenic beach with a penthouse pew i want an oprah and gayle interview just to say look i made it too i want a poem in my name a dove to sing at the hall of fame a bed full of ashes buried in flames a burden to carry for a last name the last rites are a last breath of sorts chosen to die by a system fed by courts the course of action to take it always seems is death by destruction by any means marcellus died with chicken wings and tater tots i pray when i see him it will be in camelot a jury of his peers, not to judge, but trot down the road paved with the love he never got
💔 Rest in Power Mr. Williams.
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Beautiful Joel!
Thank you for writing 🙏🏾
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May Allah be pleased with Marcellus Williams. May all martyrs return where their light is reflected and respected. Ameen
Thank you for this
A beautiful piece
Wow! Can’t believe I’m just seeing this 🤎