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Myishia Williams Poem
At times like this.
When I get hot flashes.
And leakage between my thighs
I can always depend on you to take me there
To take me to a level of highness
You cleanse my body
Making my soul warm
What you do for me … no other has come close
The sounds you send out
Makes my body numb
You make my knees weak
Just hearing the words you preach
Knowing their meant just for me
So much passion you provide
In between the lines making me feel so good
So good I began to cry
My life is all about you
And I belong to only you
Sometimes I wish we could
Go on and just get married
Become one and live without others worries
Can you feel the love imp given
Because I can hear your love in the lyrics
The love you offer me
A love like this
With another doesn’t exist
Because I know of no man
Who understand me like you do
Who puts me first an the love never stops
And if others still don’t understand
Its not man I love
I’m in love with Hip-Hop
Copyright ©2008 Myishia Williams
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This month This day
Is our time to show
The universe our love
How much were embraced by each other
The intensity of our feelings for one another
How our lives were meant to some way intersect
We was We were
Always meant to be
What we have
Has already stood the test of time
So….
In This month on This day
I say to you….
That I Love you
And Happy “ Valentines day”
Copyright ©2008 Myishia Williams
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I sing to myself,
And I celebrate you,
For every word I write,
Will begin a new chapter for you,
I see what I want,
And I speak wants for you,
I love to be loved by you,
And I am loved by you,
You skip to my ride,
That dances as my beat,
I walk in moonlight,
Forbidden paths lead to you,
I see to look,
At only you,
I breathe to relieve,
Airways from you….
I sing to myself,
And I celebrate you,
For every step you take,
Ill take ten for you,
I paint pictures,
From strokes of you,
With colors of angelic,
To symbolize me and you,
You cry happy tears,
When love finds you near,
You light a candle for me,
The broom id jump to you,
I reach out,
To feel you,
And I calendar this day,
To love you.
“I sing to myself”
“and I celebrate you “
Copyright ©2008 Myishia Sacoya Williams
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take me as i am
don't be afraid of my black skin
i am wise i am smart i am sexy
but the best thing is...
i am free
my skin is shaded black
but my heart is the shade of platinum
i can live as other people do
i share your restroom...
i eat at the same places as you...
why cant you take me as i am
GOD is my father....
so who raised you
can you put on my shoes....
and walk with black feet...
as i so proudly do
you need to take me as i am
and don't be afraid of my black skin
Copyright ©2008 Myishia Sacoya Williams
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do you remember....
when we first fell in love
we were so young
and everything was so perfect
we would be on the phone....
all night and all day
laughing and smiling....
everything was so sweet
others thought what we had....
was nothing but puppy love
but we knew that no one....
understood the love we shared
we had a real love
so innocent....
no problems.... no wrongs....
hand in hand we would walk
youd never let me walk anywhere alone
sweet kisses before we departed....
i wish we could go back....
in time to me.... and you
do you remember those days....?
cause i do....
we were so in love
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why did this have to be me
(my life)
a perfect mother by day
but an escort by night
i live in the biggest home
have the best cars
and i wear the prettiest clothes....
but only because my mother
(is a hoe)
different men....
more then one in a night
she says she doesnt have sex
(with all of them)
but sex is not why i cry
sex is not what its all about
shes the talk of the town
and the rumor at my high school
she pays it no mind
swaring its just a job
but i see no time cards
and she cashes no checks
all the men keep telling me is
(your next) (im next)
but itll be a cold day in hell
before i follow in my mothers
(footsteps)
why couldnt my mother
be a normal one...
or why couldnt i just be....
from another home
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AM I THAT USELESS
I FEEL THAT USELESS
I HAVE NOTHING
I AM NOTHING
AM I HERE ON EARTH....
WITH NO PURPOSE...?
I HAVENT HEARD MY CALLING
I CANT REALLY SLEEP
MY DREAMS ARE NIGHTMARES
I WAKE UP SO EARLY
YOU WOULD THINK...
I HAD SOMETHING TO DO
LIKE I HAVE A JOB....
BUT IM JOBLESS WITHOUT A LIFE
AN EMPTY LIFE
JUST A WALKING SOUL
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Have you ever felt like
You were being watched
Chills every time you opened your eyes
Walls cracking….
In a house with only you
Foot steps behind you
But there’s no one there
You head starts spinning
Because you know something….
Or someone is watching you
But you cant see this person….
Or this ‘thang’
You start to feel as if….
Maybe you going crazy
But it cant just be your imagination
Finding yourself pacing in circles
Checking every corner
Retracing every step taken
But ending up in the same spot
Looking…. Wondering…..
But there’s still nothing or no one around
Scared of a frightening truth
Popping up right before your eyes
So you check twice and stay cautious
Because you know something
Or someone is watching
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The little black girls dreams
Are now the business of a man
A pretty little face-
Now colored in black and blue
An undeniable personality-
Now a blank mind….
A confused soul….
A worthless spirit
She was so sweet
And he knew just how to-
Prey on her strengths and….
Bring out her weaknesses
A heart so tricked into love
And she loved what she wanted to believe-
Was a real man
This little black girl
Had no chance against this….
White skinned man
He was the authority
He had the power
Her skin color and the innocence in her eyes-
Made her exactly what he needed…
To make his money
Her body had been sold for pennies
Her soul had been passed around
From one white man to another
She felt no longer human
A white mans animal
Just a blah in the world
Of a white man….
The dreams of the little black girl
Are now nightmares….
But in this world no one cares
And as they share her….
The white man gets richer-
And she’s slowly dying
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TODAY BACK SKIN....
HAS MET ITS MATCH
TODAY COLOR HAS TO BE
PUSHED ASIDE AND RESPECTED
FOR HUNDREDS OF YEARS
COLOR HAS BEEN IGNORED
COLOR HAS BEEN BEATEN
AND COLOR WAS NEVER A HIGHER POWER
BUT TODAY A CHANGE HAS COME....
BLACK SKIN.... A MAN.... AN OATH
AND THIS BLACK SKIN MAN....
WILL LEAD THE WORLD IN NEW WAY
WE WILL FOLLOW GRACEFULLY....
WE WILL INVITE IN OUR HOMES
HUMBLED..... AND INSPIRED.....
WE WILL DO OUR PARTS TO HELP
THIS MAN....
THIS BLACK MAN....
OUR NEW PRESIDENT....
WE WILL CELEBRATE FREEDOM
WE WILL BUILD ON THE CHANGE....
THAT WILL SOON COME TO US
WE WILL DREAM BIGGER
AND MAKE OUR GOALS LONGER
WE ARE AS ONE NATION
ONE WORLD.... UNDER ONE GOD
AND KNOWING GOD SENT TO US
THIS MAN.... THIS BLACK MAN....
OUE NEW PRESIDENT
WE WILL BE HONORED....
TO HELP BARAC OBAMA LEAD THE WAY
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