Submissions by msmocha16
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Our Progress
Race was nothing but a figment of his imagination.
Yet he utilized it to cover up the truth he wrote in the decleration.
The truth was that all men were created equal, even beyond this nation.
Then he became more certain about Anglo domination.
He used race to creat seperation.
He was assisted by others with quite fair skin.
And when they found a group with enough melanin,
They tried to "help" the lower races; assimilation.
They were told what they should and should not have faith in.
They were told to live like the Anglos -they're...
Yet he utilized it to cover up the truth he wrote in the decleration.
The truth was that all men were created equal, even beyond this nation.
Then he became more certain about Anglo domination.
He used race to creat seperation.
He was assisted by others with quite fair skin.
And when they found a group with enough melanin,
They tried to "help" the lower races; assimilation.
They were told what they should and should not have faith in.
They were told to live like the Anglos -they're...
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My apology
If you love something; let it go.
If it comes back, it's yours.
You gave me your heart without hesitation.
Though your love I never earned.
I wish I could prove how much I care.
I wish I could love you like you deserve.
Because, honestly, all I want is for you to be my girl.
And when you left you took the light that brightened my world.
There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, even though you don't believe me.
And when I was with you, I wanted to be better, but it wasn't easy.
I never wanted to lie or be the reason for your tears.
But you...
If it comes back, it's yours.
You gave me your heart without hesitation.
Though your love I never earned.
I wish I could prove how much I care.
I wish I could love you like you deserve.
Because, honestly, all I want is for you to be my girl.
And when you left you took the light that brightened my world.
There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, even though you don't believe me.
And when I was with you, I wanted to be better, but it wasn't easy.
I never wanted to lie or be the reason for your tears.
But you...
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Choose to wait
I loved him..so we didn't use protection.
Then the next month, I found out that I was pregnant.
Out of wedlock, and without a man.
I went into the fire..right out the frying pan.
How do I tell my parents? How do I tell my friends?
And why did our relationship end??
Always afraid to take responsiblity for their actions;
Nothing's picture perfect when you read the captions.
Leaving documentation of their mistakes called birth certificates.
Forgetting their manners and their ettiqitte.
Only holding open doors til something else opens up....
Then the next month, I found out that I was pregnant.
Out of wedlock, and without a man.
I went into the fire..right out the frying pan.
How do I tell my parents? How do I tell my friends?
And why did our relationship end??
Always afraid to take responsiblity for their actions;
Nothing's picture perfect when you read the captions.
Leaving documentation of their mistakes called birth certificates.
Forgetting their manners and their ettiqitte.
Only holding open doors til something else opens up....
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Warrior of Love
Love is not real. This I quickly learned.
And whoever says it first is the one who gets burned.
Trust is easily broken, but when it's quickly fixed,
I can still run around turning all kinds of tricks.
Emotions are useless; don't let me see you cry.
Cause then I'll convince you to drop that other guy.
I've trained to be a warrior, and I'll accept defeat never,
But I speak the truth when I say we wont make it til forever.
I'll tell you that we can, and I'm sure that you'll believe me.
But I'll mess up on purpose so things don't get too...
And whoever says it first is the one who gets burned.
Trust is easily broken, but when it's quickly fixed,
I can still run around turning all kinds of tricks.
Emotions are useless; don't let me see you cry.
Cause then I'll convince you to drop that other guy.
I've trained to be a warrior, and I'll accept defeat never,
But I speak the truth when I say we wont make it til forever.
I'll tell you that we can, and I'm sure that you'll believe me.
But I'll mess up on purpose so things don't get too...
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My Ghetto is Real
My ghetto is real.
My ghetto is not perfect.
My ghetto isn't shiny like those white neighborhoods I see on television.
My ghetto isn't photo-shopped like those models on TV- That don't look like me.
My ghetto is real. Straight up.
Our lives depend on guns. Pull that trigger or your done.
We don't have insurance, so we hit and we run.
You call it stealing; we call it surviving.
You call it ignorance; we call it thriving.
Ignorant to what? The white man's reality.
I'm sorry but that ain’t gonna get me my next meal.
I...
My ghetto is not perfect.
My ghetto isn't shiny like those white neighborhoods I see on television.
My ghetto isn't photo-shopped like those models on TV- That don't look like me.
My ghetto is real. Straight up.
Our lives depend on guns. Pull that trigger or your done.
We don't have insurance, so we hit and we run.
You call it stealing; we call it surviving.
You call it ignorance; we call it thriving.
Ignorant to what? The white man's reality.
I'm sorry but that ain’t gonna get me my next meal.
I...
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