My hair is Black and nappy.
my skin is untrue.
I bleed profusely;
Yes, pretty much the same as you.
My language is quick and precise.
My words are chosen carefully.
My dad is in prison.
I live in a circle,
Stealing and being lazy is not mine…
Not my modus operandi...
I want to succeed
I decided to take fears and make them my friend.
Living with AIDS.
This life I did not ask for
I stand here unwillingly.
My hair is the same as everyone's;
The streets are cold and dark
To face life each day is something so difficult facing me.
I'm gonna sale
I didn't make for myself.
But those before me
On the streets
Dark and cold.
You'd have to be bold
To leave anyone here like this.
A fight that cant be won
I fought your fight and now I need a home.
I’ve just begun
A new life
Hope those new
don't face the same strife.
In this circle
A circle of indecision and confusion,
I will always wonder,
Who am I?
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Another piqued day in the days and life of Keeba Kornered and Kaptured in Captivity
From the book of anthology #13
“Keeba Kornered & Kaptured
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