Black Poetry : TIA'S THEME

cursed heart

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TIA’S THEME


15 and pregnant
Unsure of what my belly holds
Lost about the future I hold

I’m still a baby
My baby’s daddy is a maybe in the neighborhood
A statistic to society

Pretty with no education
My daddy is ashamed of me
My mother agrees with every choice I make

Not old enough to work
Not rich enough to be on my own
My dolls cry for me

I’ve been looking for love since the age 3
Biatches and hoes were my daddy’s nickname for me
Mama slept through the arguments
Swollen eyes for her disagreements

But, I’m a mama now
there’s no turning back
I have a mouth to feed
An *** to clean
A role model for responsibility

All I can do is pray
Keep a roof over our heads
And clothes on our backs
Food to nourish the soul when it’s weak,
And the strength to change from a naïve little girl
Into a successful woman of motherhood
 

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