Black Poetry : She thought she was a dime piece

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  1. krazelyricks

    krazelyricks Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Picture this, a pretty little fifteen year old girl
    Born in the projects and openly given to the world
    Didn't know much but what was taught to her
    And well let's just say baby girl had a lot to learn
    Her name was Tasha
    Wasn't scared of anybody who stepped to her
    Baby before the the age of sixteen, I felt for her
    Booty shorts on and men flocked around her
    Filling her head up, "oh baby, you a dime!" that's what they said to her
    And she had no other choice but to believe it no matter

    Baby girl didn't have much money
    Let her looks talk for her, and don't forget about tha booty
    She had it going on or so she thought honey
    Forgot about her baby
    Had to give it up for adoption early
    Think she sold it to a white couple for a buck fifty
    She was naive to the world, she reminded me of me
    But I couldn't help her, she was just to quick for me
    She thought she was a dime piece honey

    She couldn't been no older than seventeen
    when she left her g-mama and started stripping
    Body was fly you know the money was poppin'
    She had a smile on her face everytime I saw her coming
    New shoes, new car, all from stripping
    Didn't really faze her that she was sinning
    Cause she thought she was a dime piece, but she was really getting
    Dragged deeper into a life with new meaning

    Walked the streetz everyday with a new man
    Under her hands
    Hairs braided and nine inch nails on her hands
    Life in the streets started stealing other people's man
    Thought it was funny until she got with the WRONG man
    Word got back to his WOMAN
    And all hell broke lose and out of hand
    Why? Cause she thought she was a dime man!!!!

    Tits hung out and angry with plenty
    Thought sex was suppose to be spent with plenty
    But she found out early that "other woman" was no dummy
    cause all the while she was scheming to get her back, do take this from me
    Phone taps, late night stalker of dates, she was behaving so fiercely
    Because baby girl stole her man and left her lonely
    Honey, I tell you baby girl thought she was worthy
    Of all women's men so she didn't know the other woman was following her, you feel me?
    I tell you, this girl thought she was a dime piece and worked for money

    By this time she had left the other woman's man
    But the other woman didn't know before it got out of hand
    Baby girl walk out of the club with another man
    But the other woman thought it was HER man
    Ran up to baby girl and the man
    Shot them both with a shot gun in her hand
    And why, bacause baby girl thought she was dime man!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Baby girl shocked and sitting on the ground in blood, hurt
    Coughing and not aware of what she was shot for
    Holding her stomach looking at men she vowed never to do any more
    I walked up to her
    And I held her hand, and while holding I prayed for her
    She looked at me and she held my hand even tigher
    But before I knew it she was gone with the heavenly father
    She thought she was a dime that's why I shed a tear for her

    As for the other woman she was never found
    I didn't even see her, otherwise she would also be down
    I cried that day for that dime
    But in time
    I learned to stop crying, maybe death was meant for that dime
    Maybe she was put here on earth to teach me NEVA to be a dime
    I'll stick with my nine
    Because a dime ain't worth giving me a short time!!!!!!!!!!!!
    She thought she was a dime!!!!!!!!!
     
  2. krazelyricks

    krazelyricks Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    This piece is particular is dedicated to a girl I knew way back when I did some stuff I'm not proud of. Yes, she died in my arms and didn't know what for. I cried so as you can tell this is a true story. It was wrote in 2001 for my girl named Tasha. Umm....this story has a meaning to it. I wanted to let all the girlies out there know that being a dime ain't all it's played out to be and if they really want to be a dime be a dime inside not out because it's not worth it.
     
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    It read like a story...one that had happened...so when I got to the post
    you had written next...I was not surprised by your explanation..
    sad for tasha...but you honor her in this piece.. it is through self experience and our histories that we learn..and you so creatively shared some of your history-- it is wonderful..
     
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    krazelyricks Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Thanks deepy for reading, understanding, and feeling myflow. This was very hard for me to write at the time but now that I look back on it there was so much more that I wanted to say but couldn't put it into words.
     
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    much much much props! this was so deep yet so sad but real you keep your flow going! I loved this piece! Love is not even the word, but what's beyond love?
     
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    I also feel for tasha, but it took "her" life...to save "your's" and surely you can only grow from this. And tell the story when and where it's needed, it helped you...it may help someone else. We are so proud of you fox...you're a very intelligent young Queen.
     
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    This must have been difficult to write, and I appreciate the way you told the story from your heart, but pulling no punches. You are teaching others as she taught you what not to do. Thank you for this young gifted poet.
     
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    this poem is very deep, and refreshing.... very easy to read... the tradegy of the black woman is very touchy subject if you can relate to it....
     
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    Sister....

    you know how I feel already...

    :bowdown:

    Much love,
    Sage
     
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    krazelyricks Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Thanks fam for feeling this flow again. I want it to be known that Tasha is a very important person in my life everytime I think of here I see an angel that looked like a dime piece. Thanks fam again. thanks for feeling my flow.
     
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