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Yeah she speaks, as well she should,
she speaks for all of the other women that wish they could
she speaks from a place of experience, more then one of hurt, pain and deliverance
she speaks to extract change and cast down death and rebuke the offender, she speaks life
she speaks for the women that have had to surrender and remember the aches of past pains
she speaks for the women still living in regret and shame of a man without self control
she speaks from her soul...

She speaks of single parenting
she speaks of lonely nights and praying to the God of her understanding
she speaks of loves lost and joys in finding the stem of happiness bubbling within her own heart
she speaks and when she speaks it is with wisdom that she imparts pieces of knowledge so that you won't have to travel the same roads, she speaks to unleash the heavy loads, the heavy loads...

she speaks toward the heavy laden and those still carrying burdens from the past
and when she speaks you won't have to ask, cause you'll know this Queen sister is speaking of her own aftermath and not from generated text books, she has walked the walk and took the low road, she speaks of gaining her own self control and you'll know because the truth touches and connects parts of labor labored in its own out of love, this here is real and its home grown you'll get to know that you'll get to have the last life...piggy backing off of love and another Queen sister's strife that has won fierce fights, danced with Goliath on many occasions and yes escaped with minor scrapes and abrasions...won, over came and hitting disdain with the truth...hard

She speaks for the abused, misused, confused and membrane strained vying to take it to the head loosing all efforts and the use of their brains for thinking without clarity because of living a life of disparity and degrading thoughts of why's and how comes and living inside of false pride funneled by who done it when and why... she speaks for taking solace in hidden agendas, and falls off of edges of cliffs in life's decisions not understand that her mother could have taken it, would have broken it down the the nitty gritty and changed the laws in the city for the love of one and all of her own...

She speaks of pipes and baggies, one edged razors and scales, she speaks of white, black and shades of gray in the evolution of the human condition and one broken down judicial system, that's shot to hell and covers for the rich and then turns it's cheek to condemn the poor, ...she speaks of hustling and gyrating hips and cum stained lips in the middle of midnight hours and pimps waiting at the bus stations pruning our young flowers... to sell them, for tricks to buy them and johns to loose their souls the police locks them up and they are labeled prostitutes from having been abused...used and abused over and over again...

Yeah she speaks, as well she should
hell and there are women somewhere wishing somebody would...speak: for them
she speaks of crack head tours, jail cells and court rooms, she speaks of job hunting and rejection and the next candidate making already broken promises in the next election, she speaks of doing everything and anything within her power of reaching the next generation by writing books, holding conferences and lectures bearing her own past mistakes no matter how heavy the load and and the tabloids, she weeping poems that cry out and breaks barriers she speaks as the Queen mother she is and carries us in her heart mind body and spirit she speaks to spit it to spit it to spit it...vomit it yes regurgitate it to bury it and lay it to rest...
she speaks to get it off of her chest her breast her stress and to progress in the compilation of peace, love and light to take flight...

she speaks of setting it off, breaking it down, coming together, building and re-building raising and fixing
she speaks of the mama's and the papa's, baby boys and baby girls of this world she speaks of a nation that has been unfurled ran a muck ran, led astray and rocks that stick in huge pieces making them boulders and mountains while trying to live a plain and simple life...

she speaks of churches and humans deeming themselves Gods living on top of pedestals collecting souls, bones and bill money...
constructing and deconstructing rules to suit their own financial gain and living in the lack of knowledge are these perished sheep still crying as she speaks she tries to silence them but there is no silence ...war is raging bombs are bursting and not in the air, families and loved ones are in despair...

the sheep are still crying...
as she speaks...

2010 (c) La`Shea M Johnson


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The following comments are for "She Speaks..."
by LMJ

She Speaks
This piece is currently gracing the company and blend of "She Speaks An Anthology of Poems" By Katina "One Queen" Walton.... $24.99

( Posted by: LMJ [Member] On: November 21, 2011 )

from her soul
Indeed she does, my friend. And volumes, leaving no stone unturned.

Congrats on your inclusion in the anthology - although Katina cannot expect to be taken seriously with that silly title she's given herself. She should let your writing do the talking.

( Posted by: toscano [Member] On: November 23, 2011 )

you're too kind!!!

( Posted by: LMJ [Member] On: November 24, 2011 )

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