Late In the Midnight Hour
I am Midnight
Because late in the midnight hour
Is when I gain my power
I grab a pen
And let the turmoil within
Escape.
Giving relief to another caper,
Another day in the life
Of a single black mother
Trying to live
Without strife
But instead
Striving to be
Something better something more
Not for me
But for they that rely on me
My boy and my girl
Late in the midnight hour
Is when I gain my power
I let the tears flow
So much its like a thunder shower
As the river of my soul starts to overflow
I hear God’s voice
I feel HIS touch
I know He loves me so very much
He tells me
“My child, I know this is hard,
But nothing I give is to much to bear.
Scream all you want I’m always here.”
And as I cleanse my soul
And slowly gain control
I know it’s only
HIS hand I can hold
Late in the midnight hour
Is when my God
My Lord, My Savior
Gives me the power
With HIS endless grace and mercy
After cleansing me
To go another day
Pick up another toy
Share another joy
Wash another dish
Receive another kiss
Have an argument and fight
Squeeze my babies really tight
Late in the midnight hour
Is when all us
Single mothers
Gain our power.
Copyright © Tasha Lesane | Year Posted 2006
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