a many

a many

A Poem by bey

i was hit as a kid
a many did
i wilted back then
i learned when
to speak and be seen
was taught what invisible means

i was cursed and yelled at
a many knew that
i covered my ears
i dabbed my tears
little one who hid
thats what a many did

© 2009 bey


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bey
bey

the peach's pit, GA



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life brings me right back to love. we are squared off, ready to go...toe to toe. obstacles and unfortunate events have rudely opened my eyes to the love i have. family, friends, lovers of old, the.. more..

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