Josephine DixonBanks

You gave her a baby doll
Before she could walk
You made her a mother
Before she could talk
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Being born Black begins in Africa, The Womb
The Sacred Marriage could not exhume
Life and death—the bride and groom
The Garden of Eden—the embryonic costume
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In this life there’s a certain breed of man
Who dictates to all males thru out the land
If you don’t live up to their expectation
You’re not a man in their estimation
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Have you ever looked through a woman’s eyes
To try, to understand why she cries over a broken finger nail
Have you ever wondered why she goes on loving
When she very seldom gets the satisfaction she needs
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Graduated from college got yo degree
Thought sheep-skin would set you free
Make a lot of money, pillar in society
Corporate success, wall street notariety
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As the bombs shattered people’s entrails
The screams of horror did not assail
Organized violence against humanity
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The name tag, now has a toe tag
Tailor made suit, a body bag

Sorry, for your loss
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We’ve come a long way so they say
This type of thinking does not convey
The absolute truth that doth lay
Hidden beneath lies that never seem to decay
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You taught me self animosity
Said God was behind this atrocity
To loathe myself was God’s will
To deny myself was heavenly thrill
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Your arduous desires were like condensation
When thngs got hot evaporation
Coming home to me is a drag
When I try to get your attention, I’m a nag
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I Am the incomparable female
My mistakes never fail
With existence I do entail
The unwritten consciousness
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Because I closed my eyes to reality my whole world became a phantasy
I spent my life in an artificial situation
I gave my sincere love to a false-hearted man
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I was never child
My maternal granny called me an old, old soul
I seen time come and go
I gave birth to giving birth
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The now-a-day slave or labor force
The ruling-class determines the course
The political master’s pastor contorts
Politics and policy aborts
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Vested endurance, confidence sublime
I Am my forerunner of being divine
Inheriting self-realization purchased by time
Born of my being, the ancient mime
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The community has no immunity from the systematic demise
Of inner city enterprise

This demise creates economic development for administrations
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We think and cogitate like our trainers
They keep our spirits in institutionalized containers
Mentality cloning must constantly work us
Like trained animals in a circus
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I pledge allegiance to mass mentality
The dark ages masquerading as individuality
A clone is the throne of your mind
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The only reason you’re allowed some power
The hidden agenda knows you will shower
Your own people at some hour
With hatred and disrespect while you cower
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Desiring to posses and not to be a possession
What is this fervor, what is this obsession
I’m not an object of your affection
A mere image of your reflection
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