Black Poetry : Every 9 Seconds...

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  1. Nahshon

    Nahshon Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Like every 9 seconds...
    Every 9 seconds...
    Every 9 seconds...
    A woman is beaten or assaulted
    By someone whom she’s acquainted with
    They’re pummeled till they are inundated
    With welts by hand, belts or anything else they would injure her with.

    While in the bloom of my youth
    At chance I came to know her
    We all called her Miss or Missy but her name was Melissa
    She became dearly loved by my family
    She was, as I can remember a woman that scarcely took foul attitudes from anyone.
    Many loved Miss,
    She had a type of spirit, a countenance that drew people to her.
    As I think back to remember her I realize
    She became my first hand knowledge of domestic brutality
    Missy met this man with flattery and charm
    she saw no harm in his ways
    While she dated this man… She didn’t clearly see through him…
    The things easily hidden while dating…
    Possessiveness, selfishness, jealousy and quick temper…
    She married early 19, 20 or so.
    To a man she really didn’t know…
    (Because I think if she really knew him she wouldn’t have married him)
    I remember the day her wedding
    She dressed in antique white,
    Oh we partied hardy that night…
    If only she’d taken her time to see the light, didn’t truly shine upon this man
    His whole public demeanor was a façade a sham
    See Missy spent 2 years within nightmarish conditions
    He expected her to be within servitude to him
    How do you claim that as love?
    To me he proved that he only loved himself
    He wouldn’t allow her to associate with her friends or family
    He denied her, her right to be the woman she was, (she loved extrovertly)
    Beating her to submission was how he showed love
    How he showed love? How he showed love?
    Yeah love of power, of control, of self, but certainly not of her.
    Tina Turner had it right love didn’t have a thing to do with it…
    Because love wouldn’t let you beat on you wife
    Love wouldn’t let you cause her anguish and strife…
    Love wouldn’t let you, selfishly end her life…
    Now I look back and see
    “Until death do us part” can become a prophecy
    So heed the example of Miss
    Take the time to know whom you’re dealing with
    Else you may find yourself slipping away in the moments
    Like every 9 seconds
    Because Every 9 seconds
    Every 9 seconds...
    A woman is beaten or assaulted
    Please don’t become another statistic…


    Nahshon-Rae 6-26-2003
     
  2. Khasm13

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    a heartfelt poem my brother...
    and a good lesson...
    keep scribing
    peace
    khasm
     
  3. NADIA*BINTA

    NADIA*BINTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    your words resound in my ear as my heart pounds... words so true & profound... you really hit home brotha... thankx :(

    peace
     
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    LovelyGoldenOne Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    this is an emotional poem....very nice...
     
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    so much truth spoken
    this was a deep down soulful felt piece
    every 9
    evey day
    every year
    it happen well posed to open eyes
    let not the hand of man strike but comfort thou Queen
     
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    awakening the consciousness to the reality of it all..very deep in my heart it is felted...strong poem
     
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    This is heavy. Simply no one, man or woman, or child
    should take abuse, noone should be abusive.
    Keep flowin'
     
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    Rico Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    This is a sad reality for alot of women. Sad but true.
     
  9. Nahshon

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    I am so glad you all appreciated this piece...it took some time to write it...cuz I still miss Missy...
     
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    It's crazy to think what people do to eachother when they say they love them. So many people don't understand what love is. This was a great peace.
    One_Love
     
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