What Could I Do To Be Free
One exclusive inaccessible thought
comes to mind
and i blink and i think
and i blink again
i scratch the back of my head
no i am black (blank) again
what could i do
what would i do
no i am black (blank) again
mental is my solitary mind
lost are my intellectual capabilities
could i fight
how do i fight
my way out of this impenetrable mist
of beautiful, melodic, harmonious, thieves
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2017
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