For da woman of my dreams
Be an image of diverse character
Woman wid distinct manner
Like down to earth and simple in ways
Wid standard like no other
Woman wid melanin body and strength
She who conserves her love
For da man of her dreams
©FORT 5
Hi, I just thought that I should drop sumthin real quick. I loved ur poem and in a way 2 show u what I understood by it, I'm gonna furnish it and reinterpret da meaning I gained from it. Oh plus, I would love 2 read one of ur books on da Melanin Dominant race, I feel ur endeavour. Stay pursuin'!
Fashion slaves in mental graves,
Following every single new fashion craze
Once in time the path to success you would pave
Now only for bulsh*t and stupid fashion,
Cars and mobile phones you crave
Bleaching your melanin 2 be like they are
Go 2 lengths as perming,
Burning down thy value when thy straighten thy hair
Discerning thy heritage
Replacing thy supreme identity in place for theirs
Fashion slaves in mental graves
Warriors used 2 be
Were men glorious in battle wid thy spear
Fending solely 2 child and woman
All over decades, centuries and thousand years
Now bending over wholely
Discouraged warriors scorched down in pits
And not glorious they're losing
Not winners like they used 2 be.
Last edited on Tuesday October 25th, 2005 12:40 by Fort 5
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