Cybah Sistahs

I wonder bout'm
  sometimes
How they got how they are
   what circumstance
   could'a made 'em so bittah

Is it their hair colah
   a shady past
   unrequitted love
   a jilted affaih

Or it is somethin' green
   seeded in they'ah heart
   sprouting roots ah jealousy
   toxic to they'ah blood

What'evah could be tha reason
   for'em holding on so tight
   feeding off tha others spite
   until they'ah own is ripe
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