Application Denied

Sat, 05/04/2013 - 00:18 -- shelagt

Today I wear the face that cries
The body that slumps
and the heart that bleeds
for the pain of my wrong doing
and my life that was deceived
your smart,great prospect they said
but my dream is dead
it is the tone of my skin
that scares them
why must I always have to explain
the way that my hair flows not curly or krinkly
why can I just be forgiven
from my four fathers and their transgressions
but my access is denied

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! 

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