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I'd like to believe
we are doing
it again
That another black
is in

I'd like to believe
that 45's ride ends
That when we fight
we win

I'd like to believe
a woman can win
and that weird is not
the thing

I guess I'll wait
till this race ends
and hope I won't
lose faith
again
No tears
Have I
For you

No tears
Have I
To cry

Although
I tried

Leak water
From parched eyes

No tears
Could I cry
For you
In my ears
I can hear the sound
Of my heartbeat
Constant, Sad, and lonely

Mimicking the way that I feel
Since the loss of you
Is it though
Is it really da ‘ Man
That keeps you acting
The fool?
Or
Does your lack of maturity
Cause's you to take no responsibility
For your actions

Don't y think you should
Take control of your life
Stop blaming the man
For your strife

Get off your knees and make a stand
Stop giving the man a hand in where
You land

With the man, stop looking for a fight
and set your future in sight

Stop living only day-to-day and
Turn your life from dismay
Stop giving credit to the man
And listen to what I have to say
It ain't the man who's making you
This way
I saw a child
So young
So new
Fresh born
From his mother's
Womb

I was asked
To hold him
I could not

Why spoil
Something
So young
So new
With my
Unsanitized
Mind

My
arduous
Thoughts

No
Let this child
Grow and brew
Uncompromised
By me and
you
Pressing your body close to mine
I wrap my arms around you

wondering…

The sudden blush of your skin
Tells me everything
I need to know

— The End —