Cry
Have you ever seen a grown man cry???,
watched as the tears swelled
within the wells of his eyes?.
it was 19 hundred and 65.
On a ballroom floor at the Audubon
where Malcolm's bullet riddled, lifeless body lie.
As word went around, and finally came around, as to what had exactly gone down,
bewildered, and upset
My father began to cry.
My daddy cried.
Have you ever seen a grown woman weep???
Pacing the floor,
restless,could not sleep.
With her hands held high,
and head hung low,
she screamed, shouted
my dreams, my dreamer
where did you go???!!!!!!
fore Dr martin Luther King, Jr.
was no more.
Overwhelmed by the news,
emotions she couldn't keep,
my mother said why??, why??? and began to weep.
My mama wept.
Have you ever seen a grown man cry????
watched as the tears swelled,
within the wells of his eyes???
Just take a 'sec,
and look into mine.
Copyright © Jesu Johnson | Year Posted 2008
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