Harlem
Sent him home
in a long box-
Too dead
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it/s so sad cause people die everday from shooting, drugs, deases, and more.
Death is sad It comes unseen When it happens Nothing can be done Though we wish to It is impossible To avoid a fate As cruel as death
A sorrowful poem. A deceased negro sent home in a casket from Harlem. Was liquor to blame?