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This poem is dedicated to my grandfather C.D. (who is now deceased) he showed me that not all relationships are bad but can flourish in a healthy, positive way, the way our creator intended. I felt secure and loved for the first time in my life at a pre-teen age.  Thanks Papa.

 

Papa

Strong you were
A pillar of strength
Always smiling
Showing those beautiful teeth
Giving me love and support
A child young and growing
Fatherless
My papa
Positive and lively
Showing me a better way
Loving me unconditionally
Showing me trust
When trust for me had ceased to exist
Oh how I love you and miss you
There are days when I need you so
Days when I want to cry
Papa
Thank you for loving me, for me.
This I will never forget
Thank you for being there
For showing me the way to trust
For sharing in the making

of who I am today
Papa
You would be proud of me,

today, always and forever
My tower of strength
My grandpa, My Papa

By
Carol A. Mann

Copyright@061406

I HURT

 

Why do you hit me so?

I hurt you know

My heart pounds in expectation

Of what you will do

I Hurt

You slap, I cry

You kick, I cry

My face hurts,  

My body is bruised

My eye is swollen

Oh how I hurt

Inside and out … I cry

Cause I want to leave … I cry

In fear of what you might do

I cry and I hurt

Why do you hit me so?

Why? Man, Why?

I cook, I clean

I do all for you

Yet you make me feel I failed you, over and over again

You make me feel as though I am nothing to you

Why do you hurt me so?

Why?   Man,   Why?

I hurt

To work I can’t go

Face bruised and swollen

For all to see

Shame and Humiliation

I wear

Lord I cry … Help me

For he hit me today

Love and sex that night

To wash away the sin of what he did today

Lord … Why?

Oh how I cry

How I hurt

Why?  Man, Why?

Why do you hit me so?

 

By Carol A. Mann

Copyright@090101

 

                          

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WHO  Who am I Where do I come from My mom, My dad  Who cares, so who am I? You pass me by,You look not at me, You fail to see me Invisible I am not, My words you do not hear My voice does not penetrate your peace Who am I Where do I come from, Who cares, You fail to see me, You fail to hear me So leave me be, You do not know me anyway

by

Wynter Storm COPYRIGHT@2001

ARE YOU....
"Are you Beautiful today,
flossin' and shakin' your thang,
makin everybody glance your way,
Are you Beautiful today,
lovely inside, lovely out, showing your grace,
smooth walkin, smooth talkin,
Girl, strut your stuff...
Are you Beautiful today "

by
C. Ann Taylor
Copyright@2005

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