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We forgot that we were worshiping beings We forgot that Sodom and Gomora were rebelled and stoned We forgot how our skin stings and screams melanin all day long I forgot how I should act as a black girl, I left my manners at the door where My innocence was taken without regret I forgot how to breathe and how to scream fro help when it happened I forgot about the thirst that hit me and the rage I had within, I forgot about poverty and what it truly means to be a black person But you never forgot to wake up...
Remember how spiritual it was when two hearts where beating at the rate and you told me that it is art that allows the passion of our hearts to beat at the same times When our troubles lingered and we just had a chance to forget We were inseparable as if we were created for each other We build the organs in one another unable to speak without each word ringing you’re fading into a ghost into the smoke of all this escaping sand castle behind her eyes
The medaliance in her hips has lost her sway You remember how hard it was to breathe through the straight door turn left,the password is I want to love myself again Because from the heavens to the earth we absorb and ;earn to love the soil.. Writing our struggles in cursive as if we endure and trust they will turn to dust and they will meet up with God