Black Poetry : A Victim No More...

[baller]

I live in fear

Filled with the righteous indignation
Of a victim

A victim of pain

Anger tears at my soul
Hurt refuse to let me grow

As I hop-scotch this yellow brick road called life
Dark clouds of sorrow fill my day
Tears rain down in gentle floods
As storms of heartache flows my way

‘til I say…
“A victim no more”

Never, again, will I be
Wrapped up in my shame
…hiding in my grief

I’ll celebrate my growth
Through life's lessons you gave
Realize my TODAY
…My TOMORROW
Always.

 

[poeticdelight]

O-kayyy

enjoyed reading this

especially this part "yellow brick called life"

good use of words

~keep flowin'

 

[$$RICH$$]

BALLER

I FEEL YA MY BRUTHA

SO MANY TIMES WE FALL
AS A VICTIM OF SELF FEELINGS
ONLY TO SEE ONE IN THE PAST
ON THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD
OF LIFE'S CIRCLE
WE REALIZED IT'S US WHOM IS
THE FURTURE SO WE MOVE ON
FROM YESTERDAY'S DELIMA INTO
TODAY'S HAPPINESS AND NEW FINDINGS
WITH GOD'S GRACE AND PRAYER


WELL SPOKEN POET!

 

[baller]

the sun shines bright...

in the sky, today. i have a new perspective. God has blessed me with hope for tomorrow. WE CAN ALL GROW FROM OUR PAIN...OUR EXPERIENCES THAT LED US TO THIS DAY...INTO A BETTER WAY.

thanks for the read.

One

 

[nevar]

and all i can say is amen somebody. love this flow poet flow on. and god will wipe every tear from our eyes and death shall be no more.