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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