Poem 2 Written April 15, 2017 at 5:48 pm

Let yourself be abused
Cause it's what you know
So now it's time to learn some new shit
Listen to me woman!
If my words trigger make you anxious you need to listen
If you in a situation got you wishing your man was sleeping with the fishes
Concrete boots all that
I'm for you on your side
Gonna kick it in a language you can recognize
Mad brutal mad real
Take these words twist them like you own them
Like you own you
When he twists your arm
Break his
He doesn't own you
One of you is going down
He's already down wants to keep you down
How did this happen
College degree or no degree
Raised by mommy and daddy or just a single parent B
Somehow-
We all fall into this trap of Domestic Violence
Emotional, Verbal, and Financial abuse
Let me sip my Lemonade tea
Don't matter if you rich poor graduated or street smart
All this violence hate repression in the home
The most violent place in America
For men women and children
It makes me so sick I have to speak out
Even if you don't want to hear it
If you are a victim- take notes Google some phone numbers like I did
My breath lungs tight- Heart pounding
I sat there on the bed on a Wednesday mad quiet
I was petrified just to call for help
My fingers my wrist my pulse all shook
Couldn't take it anymore
In my own home feeling shook
When the judge granted my order of protection sanctioned his heave ho
I dry heaved choked and sobbed
Huddled over clutching my stomach like I just got life
No- she just gave me life
It's called an order of protection
I didn't know about it now you know about it
Don't ever call me a bitch, BITCH
Now you a bitch
Do you like Keisha with that old school phone
Leave me the fuck alone

J.S.

Keisha did Method Man dirty at the end of Belly.