Black Poetry : Untitled # 00

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Here i sit alone in my journey
to the main floor above
i watch gracefully
not knowing what or who
soundly i hear a whisper

composed from the life
of living i now know
my lovin heart raps a beat
my mind in a far state of beings
and my friends r many
yet not they lable me as who i am

but my true love looks upon me
wit a crazy smile and walks away
i feel if i've been betrayed

Mother told me long ago
watch my heart close coz it can be taken
misused , misguided and dethroned

but in the mist of the emotional thrust
i am victory i am a King of my land
the land of far where few go
and i feel the atrum rain fall upon me
as my black power get stronger
i see me as me and no other
now i pass it to my young
my unborn and whom come near me
i cry out in silent tears of fear
that my name will be forgotten
but yet my legacy live's on
forth i am the writer on da wall
down the hall of many great faces
to my left is a single space
but i see not my name there
but was told my hanging was here!
 

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