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All I have is questions

Updated on April 12, 2015

My honey

Is it to much to ask for some late night caking?

Passionate kisses and hugs

expressing love

kiss the very tip of your nose

then sit with my head in your chest

and just exhale



while I just cry

with your hair to soak my tears

and let all my walls down

and for the first time you're there.


Would I be good enough if my hair was long?

If it went down my back as straight a pin

and blow with the wind?

Would you accept my flaws and all?

if there a little cream in my coffee?

if my skin was fair like moca or caramel?

or even the color of butterscotch?

Would I be beautiful?

Why am I here?


having no real value or use.


the state of being used for some purpose.


the reason for which something is

created or for which something exists.


live, especially under adverse conditions.

So why am I here?

Moment of silence.

Can I get a moment of silence for the queens that departed?

all the beautiful yet shattered hearted

that stood on this earth and did there part

the few that made a difference in this segregated nation

to bring together all gods creations

to come to an understanding that we are here to stay

years of slavery, years of bullshit, and yet to this day

the queens lay unrested

lioness growl with sorrow

few promises for the wishes of tomorrow

just praying that their grandsons children

could walk amongst this earth without

the threat

without being considered a threat

lions are becoming prey for threat that they are predators

so my beautiful black queens are still tossing and turning in their graves

because really nothings changed

everything in still the same

their work in not done

but yet are gone.


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    • Perspycacious profile image

      Demas W Jasper 2 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      Don't be silent; rant, rave, holler. be heard. Speak from your heart, your anger, your frustration. Let others feel what you feel, see what you see, hear what you hear. You are a poet after all is said and done, but don't be done until you have said what you have to say.

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      SilentMagenta 3 years ago

      I believe we get answers but don't accept them. In elementary school, we were taught to read between the lines and understand unlined meanings. We are able to see the answer but refuse to believe that something is that cruel or mean. We seek for wisdom with elders and get answers we don't like so we just write it off as "their mind is spliting".

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      Lisa VanVorst 3 years ago from New Jersey

      Well written. I think we all have questions, the biggest question is; do we ever get the answers we are looking for?