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Brandii Johnson Poem
How can I smile when things are'nt right,
Daily struggles like trying to live and top of that monies are tight,
Much to my dislike the looks on my babies faces,
My heart misses many paces to see their dispair,
Where I'm from making ends meet is living and having just enough is rare,
Is life fare?
I want my forty arcers and a mule, a house paid for with a gocart track and a pool,
When will we get our reperations, have'nt we fell victim to enough stagnating
situations,
I've been flagged and tagged from the day I was born, and hell hath know fury like
a black woman scorned,
A product of my enviornment is what society has tried to make me, stripping me
of proper growth and development, limiting all opportunities,
So now it seems I either hustle or die,
trying to keep my head above water so that my family survives,
Flagged by the hands of them devils that tagged me,
Got me caught up in a situation now I'm strapped with a felony,
How can I smile?
I can smile because I'm still alive,
Although my dreams have'nt come true, for them I still strive,
And in my babies eyes I can do no wrong,
Ensuring Health and Wealth, protecting them from all harm,
Thats how I can smile.
Copyright © Brandii Johnson | Year Posted 2006
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Brandii Johnson Poem
My mind is a blessing from heaven so I try to keep my sanity,
Constantly gaining knowledge of self that was lost back in slavery,
I derived from a people well learned and diverse,
As I brain wash my self to undo the devils curse,
Its historically known that our strength and intellect sits in a class of its own,
We did'nt start of at the bottom we reined supreme,
The root of all civalization the origanal kings and queens,
We were feared as a people and detrimental as a race,
So you felt amongst your own a grave disgrace,
How dare the try to poisin our minds,
By befogging our vision you thought you left us blind,
But sight is more than what the eyes percieves,
Its the vision inside that you could'nt beat out of me,
It was the belief in self that you could not taint,
But my physical being that was kept in restraints,
By bairring the truth and keeping it hidden,
What once was dead has now arisen,
You tried and failed to break our hides,
It had an adverse affect it strengthened our stride and up lifted our pride,
It made us see clearly that we had potential,
To rise above degregation and live lives essential.
Copyright © Brandii Johnson | Year Posted 2006
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