The Black woman's body
A slave in massas feilds and a slave
in massas sheets
His plae grown body pressed
on her like cleats
His grip on her 14 year old body felt like
years of pain
Weighing her down like heavy metal
chains. Not allowing her to fight back
Frozen. Stiff. Nubm. Lifeless. The nightmare
she lived felt like forever
No rights over life, no rights over her body. Her tears flowed down her face
Piece by piece he craked her like a vase
How could he have the heart to do that
But yet spread the word of God to his family and children?
All it took was a bid that snatched away
my vison of freedom
He tells us how are skin and hair is a curse
But I swore ehat he was doing to me was worse
No sound I could make to yell
or scream for help
A white man has so much power that the most precious
gift in a girl belonged to him
Like he is so used to touching and stealing
what does not belong to him
Not a brother, nor uncle, not even my own daddy
could save me
Oh lord please set me free