Saturday, May 8, 2010

Colored Hands That Will One Day Rock The Cradle

a girls hands
holds the future
of our race
she will
one day
be a wife
a mother
her heritage
a dream
she wont
have to
chase
from one
platform
of life
to another
within
a short
space
she who
creates
procreates
the destiny
of an unborn child
foundation and base
her own destiny
at the mercy
of a force
she will
embrace
for the suitable
person who
will be a part
of her lifes race
she solemnly
prays
being a muslim girl child
at the mercy
of male dominated
mullahcentric society
its walking
a tight rope of danger
both ways
the jehad
to destroy
her womanhood
through bigotry
is a thought
common place
everywhere always
talaq talaq talaq
3 words of pain
that resound
like the call
of the muezzin
from outer space

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