AS i sit here i ask myself, What is my purpose what was i created for? Was i created to be teased, slandered and thrown to the floor? For folks to walk on my back, run through me like a whore? To be made a public display like a sign hanging in the window of a store, Reading once a fool, twice a mule three forever more! Why was i made black as the night? Was it the colour chosen to symbolize my life? A constant struggle, a never-ending fight. Tripped down and mocked whenever i tried entering the light Escorted off to the left, when i should be centre stage right Forced to keep quiet whiles the "better"could succeed from my traveled flight! Why was i made a female? Tied at the docks, never to sail. And i was lied to saying, The wind only blow the males, Ladies never ride the coat tails, We just have babies and wail! What a dry life, how boring, how stale! But, if i never knew the truth then i'd believe the lies. That, the world cares for us when really it rejoice in our ties! It trips us down when we try, And turns it's back at our cries. In sorrow we plead.... WHY? And it's response is we all should just die! And many of us do, Because we did not acknowledge the truth. That God is Life, Love and Youth. And to live the lie is to ignore the Truth. And who are we to do that! Where do we get the nerve! I know i am nothing without God therefore, for Him was i Created To Serve!