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Shaunna Thompson Poem
I Cry
As tears flow down my cheek
Flowing strong like a rapid creek,
I wonder to myself, why, Lord why, do I cry?
Even when I'm happy and everyone is well
I find myself constantly overwhelmed.
Battles between mind, body, and soul,
Wondering who'll win and take control.
He looks at me and makes me smile
But it only lasts a little while.
Tears flow.
Can you help me, tall man, with smile so bright,
Or will our conversation end in a meaningless fight?
Can you put a smile on this face
That seems to be lost in space?
Look at me! Don't you see the pain?
From Africa to America, it's all the same.
I cry, and you just sigh.
Then it hits me. I'm not a child.
I am strong, confident, nurturing, and beautiful. I am woman
And upon remembering that, I cry.
Shaunna Rene Thompson
Copyright © Shaunna Thompson | Year Posted 2008
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