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    dots Submission Name: A Dirty Worddots
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    Author: Brwnsknsam05
    ASL Info:    32/F/ Cuba
    Elite Ratio:    4.78 - 399/440/103
    Words: 200
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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    Average Vote:    2.0000
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    dotsA Dirty Worddots
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    Chained and bonded
    Locked in midnight
    Black skin...beauty
    Me and you...we are
    The same...
    YOu are of me
    Barbed wire territory
    Clicking the beat
    Of freedom against
    These gates...in a drummed
    Harmony, freedom
    Tasting of the purest wine
    Tasting of home

    And you are locked away
    Your salvation denied
    Ignored and chastised
    Your skin gleaming
    Full of life
    And filled with broken scars
    Dried blood
    Etches a single path
    Down the front of your body
    You have no escape
    Being female is no longer an excuse
    It has no meaning on these
    White roads
    Separated and paved with dirt
    Being blacki is the ultimate
    Dirty Word

    Freedom is just a taste on your tongue
    Cry me, "Freedom"
    Carry me to Hell
    For my freedom,
    Is as true as a midnight sun
    Black as night

    And salty stains I cry
    For the freedom
    Denied to you
    You want what I have
    Crave it
    Yearn for it
    In the worst way
    And I, I take it for granted
    Behind the barbed wire
    Taking your place
    For my orneriness
    This is where I now stand
    For my ignorance,
    I am given
    LASHES
    Black...
    Is a
    Beautiful Word




    Submitted on 2005-04-02 23:03:27     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      this kinda felt weird to me hun, really it did. you've seen me, i don't know how to react to this. i think that you're beautiful, as your pictures have shown me. on top of that you are one badass lady. in the beginning of this poem i felt like it was almost seductive but then obviously it wasn't as it went on. i just hung my head, what was this about, you haven't written me in so long, come on now baby, whats a guy to think about his good friend not droppin a line when he's in iraq? take care micki, i miss you.
    | Posted on 2005-04-04 00:00:00 | by austin | [ Reply to This ]
      I don't kno wots wrong with merry, black pride makes great fodder - altho im not sure this is about pride so much as experience Im assumin this is like a flashback sorta thing, so its kinda historical - in that case i think it does real well (altho i don;t kno where it is set) and shouldn't cease to be discussed until the irish let go of the potatoes and the french forget napolean..
    shard
    | Posted on 2005-04-03 00:00:00 | by particularshard | [ Reply to This ]
      hmm. if this wasn't about black pride, most all parts of this would be fantastic... i love the line 'locked in midnight' that is an awesome line. i dunno- i guess i just have this idea that racism is gone and forgotten and that we're all cool with each other... so there's no need for black pride or white supremacism or all that bullsh!t.. ah, well...one can fancy, right? it does still exist- more power to you, grrrl. great write. *md*
    | Posted on 2005-04-03 00:00:00 | by MerryDeath | [ Reply to This ]


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