FOR ME TO DIE
You are the flesh
of my flesh
the heart in my chest
every beat tells the rest
little feet play the drum
in my soul each song
my nerves tune along
your the light
in the invincible sky
of my womb ,you shine
i would struggle for you to survive
for you are my gift prize
each breathe on this earth
pushes a mother's cry
for her baby's life
i would rather bleed to death
than to have you
suffer among the dead
you are my pride
i would drown for you
tear my skin
i would rather have you win
than for you to die with my sins
these old bones of mine
i want wrinkles
to mark special times
each moment i spent
when your beauty i will see
when you live
through
the thick and thin
we will share memories
that lies
deep within
the shores of skin
dont cry
mama's got your side
for I,
I see a place of sanctuary
where i am gallant like
the warriors from slavery
a strong maroon
like them,
is stained with possibility
by deciteful well wishers
who light candles on me
burning all of my dignity
but ,they didnt take
all of my spirit away
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