Black Poetry : THE UPPER HAND

[Beautiful_by_me]

The Upper Hand




I don’t remember exactly when you where able to pull this off…
Seeing that I was busy playing Ms. Diva and all…

But the strangest thang happened to me, early this morning around three
You where there but you didn’t notice…The “Upper Hand” slipping away from me…

Maybe you didn’t notice…because of the position that you where in…
Did you even notice that moment when I almost gave in?
Did you notice “fear” as she crept across the room…and whispered whore in my ear, then disappeared?
Did you notice…the battle place where “tears” and I fought?
Did you see my children come in the room on one of my thoughts?
Did you notice me Struggling against everything that I was taught?
Did you see the reluctant fight of a single mother trying not to give in?
Of course not, because of that position that you where in…

I do know that I lost the Upper Hand to a man with a plan…
For his Eye is on the Sparrow...(even at three) I know he watches me...

 

[SwtT]

Really nice flow... I was feeling this piece. I could feel your pain in it. Flow on..........

 

[$$RICH$$]

sometime it can slip out our handz without knowing it
tyte drop

 

[watzinaname]

Seems like God stepped in and took over, liked the way you snuck up on us with this concept.

 

[Beautiful_by_me]

Thank you all for taking the time to understand.... ​