I take a good look at myself in the mirror
I take a deep breath and fasten my bra
I hook my heels and walk out
Men shouting and yelling
D’Angelo’s Brown Suga plays
I start to move my body like I have been doing since da age of 13
I move and I sway
He touches my breast
I feel nothing
At first I did I felt disgusted but now…
This is da norm
I need this money I mean medicine and rent ain’t free
The burning is a lil much but hey its life
O God its time for the big end
I drop into a split and dey go wild
I got about 500 from dat dance
Now let’s find a nice man for a lap dance
Hey daddy I purr
I climb on top and ride him
Another 200
I walk home and I lay down
The roaches crawl around and the crack head pounds the ground
Looking for dey crack
My baby cries I try and soothe but she continues
I lay her down and ignore her
I have no food no money
I am alone
My baby is dead she was mal nourish
I really have no one now
So I strip harder and longer
I started smoking crack and dealing
So many things to help ease my pain
Everyone has left me alone
I have no man
No child
No family
No friends
All cuz I have
NO EDUCATION
This story is true it’s the life of my sister who is somewhere in someone strip club I love her but I cant reach I pray she is okay
A contest entry
- Drop Out by blakdiamone.
300 points, ended December 6, 2007, 6 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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.... dang, that actually brought a tear to my eye. I think I know who this is, but I'll leave my guess to myself. I'd rather not know, but other than that. I thank you for entering your poem into my contest. Now THIS is one for my lil sister. Now off to find one for the babygirl. I didn't even pay attention to the rhyme, the story itself captivated me. Thank you.
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