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Black Woman

Don't knock at my door, little child,
 I cannot let you in,
You know not what a world this is
 Of cruelty and sin.
Wait in the still eternity
 Until I come to you,
The world is cruel, cruel, child,
 I cannot let you in!

Don't knock at my heart, little one,
 I cannot bear the pain
Of turning deaf-ear to your call
 Time and time again!
You do not know the monster men
 Inhabiting the earth,
Be still, be still, my precious child,
 I must not give you birth!

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  • November 3
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    Beautiful

    From guest Lashaye Whitfield (contact)
    I just love this poem. It says everything so there is no need to explain.