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Mista' Preacher

Mista' Preacher, Mista' Preacher
Why'd you make me bleed?
Mista' Preacher, Mista' Preacher
This ain't the kinda lovin' that I need.

Mista' Preacher, you have daughters
Of yo' very own
Mista' Preacher, I know deep down I ain't
Seen the same light they been shown.

Mista' Preacher, I walk my streets
With bruises all around
Mista' Preacher, I get asked all the time
If I had fallen on the ground.

Mista' Preacher, you supposed to be
Teachin' me God's love
Mista' Preacher, it's because of you
I question if they a God above.

Mista' Preacher, I pray long and hard
Everytime you beat me
Mista' Preacher, I pray fo' the Lord Himself
To come on down an' meet me.

Mista' Preacher, I see the devil lie
In yo' hollow eyes
Mista' Preacher, after all these years
It comes as no surprise.

Mista' Preacher, you told my momma
That you was puttin' me to bed
But why, Mista' Preacher, did you
Beat me by the shed?

Mista' Preacher, do you beat me
'cause the color of my skin?
But Mista' Preacher, you preach everyday
That we all the Lord's kin.

Mista' Preacher, I don't understand how
You speak the Gospel through the day
But, Mista' Preacher, when night falls
God's words just goes away.

Mista' Preacher, I wish that you would stop beatin' me
Within an inch of my life
Mista' Preacher, I be prayin' to God
That He take my soul tonight.

Author notes

This piece is through the eyes of a young african american child who has been beaten by his preacher.  This actually is a true story...unfortuantely...It's very sad to not be able to trust the man who is supposed to bring you closer to God, but instead drives you away...I hope no one else has to go through that kind of prejudice...It's sad, yet looked over in today's society...
Written June 5th, 2003

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  • BlondiesRSmart2
    June 11, 2004
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    I like this poem....and as far as the looked over part I dont' think it is at all...maybe I'm wrong but I here alot about prejudice people! Too many people use it as an excuse to get out of things....its very sad! I'm not a perjudice person at all...I love everyone no matter what race or color. Everyone is themselves and unquie it just pisses me off when people say someones perjuidce just because someone makes them do somthing they don't want to. So as for being over looked I don't think it is....but thats my oppion.....you can hate it if you want. OH BY THE WAY DID I SAY I LOVE YOUR POEM!!!! ITS AWESOME!!!! WOO HOO keep it up
    God bless
    *!*Blondies*!*

  • Seether
    June 6, 2003
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    well done

    I like the format for this piece, and the theme you used for your hipocritical write.
    the rythem through this does come across as a childs rhyme and that sends over the innocence of the child within the words, makes this so much more potent.
    very well done.


    thank you for the pleasure

  • CrazedBrownEyes
    June 5, 2003
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    This was very well written, i could feel the helplessness in it. Very nice, Thanks for sharing, Good Luck in the contest!
    ~candice~