Slow down lil mama.
The streets are no place
For you.
You've been craving attention
Since you were two.
Started having sex
When you were ten.
Your brother never told you
That what he was doing to you
Was a sin.
No love
No respect
No gentleness in sight
He only forced harder
When he found out it was
Too tight.
No cause to think
You would ever
Tell -
Now you have to live an eternity
Trapped in the prison of his memory
Without bail.
Lil shorty,
You're still too young
To give up hope.
You spend 80% of your day
All
Doped
Up.
Don't give up
On life when all you see
Is pain.
Don't wake up every morning
Thinking that every day
Will always be
The same.
Slow down, lil mama
And give yourself one more try.
See if you can trust in
The fact
That not everyone is telling you
A lie.
Mama didn't believe you
And daddy decided to try you
For himself.
But you broke away from them
And still you keep yourself
Locked up in your own
Personal hell.
Break free from the chains
You were given.
You no longer have to keep them
On.
Why do you spend every night
Running
Until you see the first cracks
Of early dawn?
Slow down lil mama.
Get yourself some rest.
Every man doesn't need
To put his hands
Inside your dress.
You're too young

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PoesíaIn honor of World Poetry Day: A collection of spoken word performance pieces by me, Black Rain! Copyright @2010