Motherhood and Journey
Somewhere outside of her ghetto
Dreams come true
One day she hopes to be a star
She prays her dreams will take her far
So far from here
Deep in the heart of the city
Resides a brick housing complex
Built of sixteen story high rise buildings
With multi-colored shards of glass landscaping the premises
Reflecting a generations broken promises and undue hardships
Under the twelfth floor of these project ceilings
You can hear her violent shrieks
It seems no one can see the dark and gloomy cloud
That looms over this spouse
Because inside this house
Lessons are taught about relationships
With a touch of color to them
Today she learned about the mixing of hues
For voicing her blues
He raised his brown sable hand to her light skin
Changing her tone like the once strong backbone he possessed
He’s obsessed with making her realize he’s her best
He strives to make her regret