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Open Poetry #38

She A Survivor

PoetAtHeart13
Junior Member

since 2006-08-11

Posts 24
Maryland

0 posted 2006-08-17 12:31 PM

Wednesday, August 16, 2006:

She's insane
as the drugs
& alcohol
explode in her veins.
With the black blood
that rains.
Gray candy canes.
Shredded.
Head to CPU
like Momma's orange jacket.
Stains of family genes.
Means of all family ties.
Baby-girl-super-star
S. U. R. V. I. V. O. R
tries.
In pleads of cried
like the beginning of
the end.
Only one friend.
Not the ones that want the money
she makin'
street creds and radio fame.
She still down with
her homegirls
that's always been in the game.
Down for life
and still there now.
She dealin' with the truthful tracks.
Makin' stacks
off of just the facts
in her life,
sung out with rhyming
and a beat.
Attracting the world.
And they think her life is great.
Like she became great'
overnight.
Instant like tea.
But she's a survivor
not a superstar
and that's what you can't see.
She just got
a piece of paper to scribble her thoughts,
and the would never see's
that struggle and pain
plain song
not seeing between the lines
and what's wrong.
Dealing with Mommie & sissy.
Naw, she ain't no super-star.
She a survivor.

****This is about Keisha Cole and dedicated to her. Let me know what you think please****

Clarissa S.
Poet At Heart
Can you flow like that?

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