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Title: Free at Last.... Post by: Poetic_Princess on August 02, 2003, 08:04:25 PM Life at times is like a book of strife..
Hit after Hit you try to survive Wondering who oh why how could it be How can this be happening to me Our great grand parents paid for this deed unmercifully Yet you still try to enslave me by your thoughts Your actions And your LIES Why can't all this jus die I want to be free, yet you try to hold me But no longer will you hold me cause I have a dream A dream to be FREE A free black woman that all can see No Shackles on me No Bonds on my feet No more insults I'll have to take No more comments of how you Raped and Torture me both Physically and Emotionally Just Free, Free at last So All can see |