Black Poetry : You're Late...

Chastity

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Nov 24, 2003
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Nassau
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student, but not for long
Do you see what time it is?
You’re late!
Hurry up and get here,
Before I go out of my mind!
You take the same amount of time,
To get here,
So what’s going on?!
Did you take another route?
Or are you even coming at all?
Please let it not be that!
I thought the route was safe because of the fact,
That it was protected,
By a rubber shield.
He whispered in my ear,
That nothing would happen,
That he had it all under control.
As I reminisce about how I was under him,
All of the frantic ideas unfold.
What if? Am I?
Did he permeate me?
Couldn’t be…but you’re still late.
My clothes drenched,
Saturated with cold sweat.
I felt as if I got soaked in rain.
I remove my clothes,
And step into the shower.
Water pouring on me,
And me wishing it could wash away,
This gut wrenching pain.
But as I look down,
I breathe a sigh of relief,
As I watch the evidence of my unused womb,
Go down the drain…
 

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