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Zaria Sims

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

32 poems·Since October 2013
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Broken Generations

October 14, 2013
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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