BrotherA Poem by CeejaeSpeaking to the brothers
Hey my brother
My black brother Do you know who you are my black brother Do you know who you once were my black strong brother A n***a in the eyes of the world A n***a running the street with Nothing but that shyt that they drink My brother Come my black brother let me show you who you are A king You once were built kingdom and was to be praise a king my black niggro Brother A slave With cut feet with shyt to eat You surpassed my black brother Wiped and beaten but I could never tell if I looked in your eyes Are you limited to or subject to all the ignorance that is bestowed on you Blinded by the lies that are told to you My black brother Come so I teach you That That n***a you see is just a cover for the king you pretend not to be I mean can we take a look in history But when You look in mirror What do you see Your black Your brown is beautiful to me My black brother I only wish you could see what u could be what you were meant to be Not what the world expects you to Be. My black strong brother. © 2014 CeejaeAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorCeejaemilwaukee , WIAbouthi, im mercedes a young writer, I write for fun it was a passion of mine at some point I use to write every day I dont write as much but I willing to share what i do write. more..Writing
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