Saturday, July 18, 2009

Reminders

She was someone who needed to be reminded that she was beautiful
She thought that she was lost in poems unwritten
She thought she was lost in blank spaces
And sometimes just for good measure she’d turn the pages
Hoping to maybe, somehow, find herself in someone’s words
Someone’s book and not someone’s pocket

See, she lost her locket
Now her memory, she’s trying to block it
Stop it from returning when another man is trying to Amen her beauty
Trying to praise God for her creation

But she’s lost in the elation that raised his manhood
In the man’s hood
Because that was his block, and he kept it on lock
So she thought, why would he hurt me?

But even though he didn’t have the key to her locket
He unlocked it through force and no remorse
Of course the source got out to the streets
But everyone knew, it was just a good beat

So the treat was that he accomplished a feat
That no one was to keep till her day of marriage
Her courage weakened and she seeped in the lies everyone told
So, it was quick sand
Because time was running low and she couldn’t catch up

She didn’t know that Aids were made to kill
Because she always used bands to soothe her day
Move her away, even if she stayed in the same room the whole time
So she would lose herself in the music
That twisted and turned around a pole for money

She was a broken melody
But no one wanted to tune her strings
And all she ever wanted was to die in the hands of her killer
Because the first day she bled
Felt like her last day alive, and ever since, she’s been dead
To words that would woo any women
So she waits until someone takes her out of their pocket
And puts her in a locket so she’ll never go forgotten

1 comment:

  1. this is too dope
    the pictres and metaphors are very strong
    damn

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