Sunday, July 22, 2012

Sunday poetry




Family Tree

Hush little baby what you crying for?

Yo’ mamma didn’t want to leave you on that bathroom floor

She 16 and I think you number foe

After the garbage man leave, we ain’t seen them no moe

Yo’ daddy, granddaddy, they all the same

Since everyone a girl child, sooner or later there be pain

Don’t blame her none, she know what best

Her daddy, her granddaddy

She just cleanin up the mess

~ Kareemah El-Amin

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