Broken Generations
I come from a family of broken dreams
And false hope
Poisoned by molestation and pedophilia
All I know is where I come from
All I know is what I've seen
Generation after generation
Derived these broken
Black American queens
Forced into an unstable state of mind
Brought upon by men
With a broken sense of conscientious
Who hate and rape women
But still evade imprisonment
My mother was molested
My aunts were no different
My sister was too
And I was raped
At the tender age of who knows
Cause they won't tell me
Because they'd rather I forget it
So meanwhile my mind is in chains
Yet my cousin is free to go
They're protecting the devil
Because that is all they know
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