The Poisonous Womb
I want, what is to be
I want, what should happen
I need and want all that is around me
but i am starved
I am the hungry
I am in slaved
now with slavery's twin sister impoverished
and there brother famish
poverty is not just a life style
it is a life sentence
and my poisonous womb
has brought forth, the most unfortunate of souls
and i, too came from a sour enclave
with hold no life for me
but bore me by mistake
by some chance, should I be released
from my hell
my silky soft caramel hands
would embrace my golden brown face
and salty, warm tears '
would stream down
and moisten the seed of today
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The Poisonous Womb
I want, what is to be
I want, what should happen
I need and want all that is around me
but i am starved
I am the hungry
I am in slaved
now with slavery's twin sister impoverished
and there brother famish
poverty is not just a life style
it is a life sentence
and my poisonous womb
has brought forth, the most unfortunate of souls
and i, too came from a sour enclave
which holds no life for me
but bore me by mistake
by some chance, should I be released
from my hell
my silky soft caramel hands
would embrace my golden brown face
and salty, warm tears '
would stream down
and moisten the seeds (sons) of today
(fixed? 5-5-2017 fri)
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2010
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