"I am Jamaican. I am African American. I am beautiful. I am courage. I am power. I am love. Ain't I a woman?" ;0)
Friday, March 29, 2013
The rain
The rain... It feeds you the rawest emotions
Straight, no chaser
Can't handle the pressure, shit is rising like vapors
can't stand the rain beating against my window pane waiting for sunshine again
tell me weather man, when will this end?
The rain and tears flowing as one
Becoming synonymous, forming a bond
The clouds as grey as my heart
You really can't tell the two apart
When shall we again see sunny skies?
Are these really and truly the days of our lives?
Bills, house, husband, child, cat, violence around town
So many things on my mind, stessin, feelin bogged down
I need a release, but see none in sight
Trying to be a strong woman with all my might
But having to deal with all this shit ain't right
I close my eyes and turn my attention on the Lord
Asking Him to reveal the answers and attack my problems with His almighty sword
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