Poem: African Woman

ImageHer skin like a wet grass,
With my face up against her back clutched close,
With each step she took
Wrapping me close as though her breath
depended on it.
Every move she made, i made
Every force i felt
The thickness of her love was soaked in this act
The act, the African woman possessed
Was bound to keep me safe till i could fend for myself
The pink lady saw her, and admired it as art
I knew nothing would wrap me away to make
her suffer more.

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