Another day

Shirra –

Another day has gone by
And I’m here sitting here wondering why
Why my daddy couldn’t be a father
Instead he left the responsibility on my brother
And he’s only five years older than me
How could this had come to be
Another day has gone by
And I’m sitting here wondering why
Why my mother’s husband
Refused to become a man
Leaving her with three children to raise alone
While he sat in the living room stoned
Another day has gone by
And I’m sitting here wondering why
Why some men can’t seem to take responsibility
And why some can’t seem to face reality
Another day has gone by
And I’m sitting here wondering why
Why some men can’t seem to do right
As they are always taking flight
And leaving the scene of the crime
And leaving mothers and babies behind
Another day has gone by
And I’m sitting here wondering why
Why my father, my mother’s husband
Refused to grow up and become a man
He was quick to throw a punch and black an eye
And then become even angrier to see 4 people cry
Another day has gone by
And I’m sitting here wondering why
Why my father threw a hammer at my head
Was he really wishing I would become dead?
But some way, somehow it missed me
Obviously it wasn’t really meant to be
Another day has gone by
And I’m sitting here wondering why
Why daddy lie when he said he loved me
Come on now, how stupid could I really be
After momma packed us up, we left that night
And it finally our time to get up and take flight
She moved us to what seemed to be another world
It was then I was finally able to be a little girl
Another day has gone by
And I’m sitting here wondering why
Why my momma had to be the man
But you know what, I finally understand
So while my daddy is sitting up in jail
The four of us has yet to fail
And at the age of twenty three
I’m doing good at making my dreams reality
Another day has gone by
And I’m no longer sitting here wondering why
So for now, I bid you all a temporary good bye
Because I right now, I’m finally able to fly.


Dance a dance where your back arches and your legs prance,
where your arms span outward from your body’s stance,
Make your fingers clinch and spread again,
dance that dance that calls for eternal sin.
Throw your head back experience extreme pleasure.
Wind your hips and call to me with every gesture
yes- dance, dance.
lay on your back and let your eyes draw me in
lay on your back and call me in.
Vibrant eyes move to the rhythm.
Sensual eyes capture me in them
and now I dance the dance in your eye’s reflection
now I move with your body’s conception.
Can I dance
expose how I’ve been instructed
contour to your art,
at best be inducted
into your
dance of divinity
your prance of passion
heal to head disclose esteemed satisfaction.
Your actions elaborate songs of life
it is your actions that erase trial and plight.
and looking on I too want to undergo the skill
I too desire the touch less feel,
I too yearn to elude the day
and dance,
the dance
your skill conveys.


Because my desire surpasses a stand for one night
and my intentions are not at all to conquer
you read me as different.
Not quite, although simplistic tasks appeal
Complexity perplexes me, and it is at her thrown I kneel.
I bow because she is worthy and I am willing to serve,
past endeavors are etched in the depth of your eyes,
which draw me to speak true lies,
advise my sanity to remain in tact and only be forthright with you.
So come into my space, feel the warmth of my light.
Follow me closely and trace my footsteps left and right
to right from wrong that has transpired in your life.
Unspoken words expose the essence of you.
Undisclosed treasures relieve the pressure from you,
and thoroughly I am elated.
Rare in kind,
manipulating my mind,
which craves to combine
our being.
And unified we are roses,
together we are hearts,
jointly we are ballads of love eloquently composed from finish to start.
Allow ill thoughts to be lost, ignore stakes with high costs,
this is one certainty.
is destiny.

The reality is
my uncertainty resides in love
and trust coincide
but at the same time collide.
When you ask of expression of feelings
our dealings exhibit stability and
the makings of that which equates good.
But the reality is
my uncertainty resides in love.

and trust perpetuates making dates of remembrance.
Anniversaries are adversity.
Reoccuring even when they`ve stopped.
Reiterating nonexistence
due to parties resistance
the reality is
my uncertainty resides in love

and trust
and I fuss because I really do want you here.
And I know you desire my security
which I can only tell you of.
Though I`m not insecure
I am not secure in relationships.
Because the reality is
my uncertainty
resides in love

and trust that I would like to trust love and love trust without uncertainty
but the only ceratinty I have seen
is pain
no gain.
And the strain of waiting.
The payoff should have followed suit,
but the reality is
my unceratinty resides in love
and trust
I have yet to be disproved



The generation gap expands and our supply of knowledge passes away.
Day by day I see elderly walking alone and being shipped to nursing homes,
while kids rap songs about smoking on
I say
don’t let me hear those words come out of your mouth
we need to return to our roots from the Deep South.
Yo momma now was big momma then and to disrespect her resulted in multiple whacks to a rear end.
I’m a child of the times of go get me a switch,
grew up through the era of who you calling a bitch.
The times of roll yo eyes and stomp yo feet, but this black girl you sho’ can’t beat.
The streetlight was my watch and dark was the time,
didn’t talk back or ask why, mama said so and that was fine.
I ate with the kids, held my tongue when the elders talked,
I made up games, got real creative with the sidewalk and a rock.
Said my prayers at night and in the morning when I’d wake,
went off to school without at all worrying about my fate.
Baddest man hit my hand, and circling each other shoulder to shoulder was as far as it went,
because if they called your mom at work you were as good as bent
and it was because your ass was grass.
So you walked away went off to play and let that mess pass.

So now understand my daze when my niece doesn’t want to go to school.
Because she wanted the new J’s and her mother refused.
Little girl shoes are just that, you go to school to be taught,
and you should be happy with any shoe that is bought.
Or when my seven-year-old nephew can call a girl a bitch and not be looked at as wrong,
but instead be excused because he heard it in a song.
It’s our job ya’ll a duty handed down to us,
to correct that child and not laugh when they curse.
before a hearse is occupied with their young physical,
let’s merge the gaps and influence their young mental.
You too can be as great as Dr. Martin Luther King,
life isn’t just about spinning rims and bling bling.
The ring of life equates 360 degrees,
which passes the torch of wisdom from them to you and me.
A PhD isn’t just a player hating degree,
it’s grabble, it’s haveable
and you too can achieve.

We have to bend a knee and face them eye to eye,
instead we gain our knowledge don’t look back and set our meters on high
So why,
you ask
am I not welcome in the hood.
With your nose in the air displaying that you feel you’re too good.
A foundation laid takes time to become solid ground,
be the tools to build the house and make sure every screw and nut is bound.
The kids are straying early we have to keep them in line.
Put them in time out, talk to them, hell whoop they behind.
The village needs to be put back in its place.
Our ancestors, our elders are all being disgraced.
Don’t take for granted your place remember the time,
we are all in great debt to the Little Rock Nine.
And little girls grown women be happy our voice has a use
we owe Phyllis, we owe Ida, we owe Sojourner Truth.
How dare you, what great the audacity
the generation regards lives that surpass me.
I gotta correct, I need to interject, I declare it a must.
Slow it down, stop it now because before you blink
sooner than you think
they too will be us.

The Pain in My Sorrow

by- mika5180 –
I received a phone call
My cousin said he was on his way,
I had no idea
That my life was going to change that day.

There was a knock at the door
It was too soon for him to be there,
When I opened the door
My mouth dropped and I started to stare.

You came into my house
Unannounced and uninvited,
You got mad because I was frightened
You got mad because I was not excited.

You forced me into a bad position
Ripped out my very soul,
I was ashamed to reveal it to anyone
A life altering experience I would have to hold.

I tried so hard to fight you off
You threw me down and climbed on top,
The pressure from your body was overwhelming
I told you that I could not breathe and you still would not stop.

What did I do to deserve this?
Is there anyone out there that can dry my tears?
Take away my sorrow and my sadness?
Take away my doubts and my fears?

I have had to be strong and bear this
I have tried to hide this from myself,
But I have to tell somebody
To prevent this from happening to someone else.

He was a friend, nothing serious
He wanted more, I was not impressed,
He made that obvious to me
When he sat down on my chest.

I never told him where I lived
We only talked on the telephone,
He started acting somewhat strange
So I asked him to just leave me alone.

I have learned that you cannot trust everyone
That smiles in your face,
This man has stolen a part of me and
Taken me to a different place.

I thought that I could put this past me
By not allowing it to exist in my mind,
I can normally handle anything
I thought that it would get better with time.

Nobody really knows
Nobody fully understands my pain,
When they think that my smile means that I am happy
I am just trying hard to hide my pain.

It is somewhat hard to swallow
When you hear this coming from me,
I am always happy and cheerful
So my pain is quite hard to see.

I have always asked myself
Was I supposed to be the one?
I cannot dwell on this because
The damage has already been done.

You are probably wondering why I am writing this
It is because I want you to know,
That in my sorrow there is always tomorrow
Behind the clouds of night, there is always a glow.

I am keeping my head held high
Not allowing anyone to steal my peace,
Pain is in the past
My sorrow I will release.

I have so much to live for
So much to look forward to,
I just had to let you know
So that you would know what to do.

Be safe and protect yourself
Do not trust everyone that smiles in your face,
Cause the person that I trusted
Left a lasting impression that cannot be erased.

The Thief

by – mika5180 –

Who do you think you are?
You, who has taken
Apart of me that I can never get back.
You were robbing me and
Because I didn’t give in like you wanted
You say that I did not know how to act.
You pushed me down and hurt my back,
You got mad when I tried to fight back.
You were robbing me and
You say that I was wrong because
You got hurt when I kneed you in the groin.
You have no idea what hurt is.
That pain that you felt for fifteen minutes
Is nothing compared to the pain
That I endure every day of my life.
No matter how much joy and happiness
That God blesses me with
I cannot stop thinking about the pain.
I am not one to complain
But it is hard for me to regain
The inner happiness that I once possessed
Before you robbed me of my joy.


by- shisgirl –







Written by- Della –

Red is the color i see, when i think of you
the pain you caused me, pain i must let no one see
This was no pose to happen to me,you took what was not your’s
but what was mines to kept, then you say it’s ok that u rape me
Now I have nightmares the ones i can’t even shake when i’m awake the
way you hit me in the face, pulled me by my hair, the way i try to make it to the door,but you grapped me and made me come back, from their you turn in an animal,notthe boy i once new, the one that was so sweet , i was glad i had as a friend, but someone that did the unthinkable. Tears in my eyes a you riped my insides, from the back the front you didn’t care,down on my knees you made me go,and from their I closed my eyes and gave up the fight, it seem as if hours had past, i feel you in, out and every were, i feel so sick, i feel so alone, so hurt, so much pain. Then you stop, came out of me, i got my thangs and ran for the door finally breaking free never to look back, 3month later, it’s a baby i see, as the doctor points out it’s a girl i see, Oh no the only thing i think. ABORT is the only way, so thats what i must do,and
did, Now i sit and cry wishings i could die.

Me, Myself, & I

by- B.Witherspoon –

All threw the years i have held my peace but i can’t no more
some one done came to my rescue and unlock the door
it took me some time to realize
what happened in a flash right before my brown eyes
now am standing on the outside trying to realize
what’s up with these rymes?
take a look at the time
and ya’ll critize every word i throw at you every word i say to you
but can’t you see that my words mean something not just to me and you
but others just like you that act just like you
but you don’t understand the concept of little things in life…(STOP)
no move over you’ve just been kidnapped and so i just snapped
and the kidnappers are driving a Black Rover
little kids outside in the yard playing “red rover-red rover”
now everyone from every diffrent angle
come together and make a triangle (what!?!)
a circle or whatever change the weather
from a storming day till a sun shinning day
now let’s pause for minute
calmn down think about everything that has happened in your life for a minute
from begining to the end now count to 10, brittany
look within yourself and show n tell everyone what you can do
’cause you can do anything that anyone else can do
so just put your mind to it and pursue it
ya know just do it like nike!!!