30 DAYS 30 POEMS DAY 9 POEM 9

UNTITLED
4/9/2011

I performed for the National Council of Negro Women when the sun arose this morning.
It felt like the break of dawn at 9 am.
It is saturday.

My spirit was filled with the beautyof my fellow BEAUTIFUL Brown Women and filled to the top.

They were my village, and I their child.

Smiles were dialated as if no one was around to be a witness to teeth singing praises for anther brown girl has been found.

Little young Brown girl made the old negro woman smile. You were lost my child. Welcome to safety young lady but when you leave, this time we will be with you.

– Hrsh Reyalitee

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