Writing is my Therapy

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    • is exhausted jus stoppin thru more poems coming soon and I will get in touch with each of you who took the time out to respond to my poems. Thanks so much.

    Writing is my Therapy

    I do not care if you think that I am grammatically incorrect, they thought Shakespeare didn't know nothing, but now that he's been put to rest, they are reciting the man's words and copying the way he stuck out his chest. Changing their voices, speaking in English accents, but who is getting all the money and how is it being spent?

    I am a southern diva, known for my dialect, to hate me is to love me as long as you give me my respect. We are known for being dumb and treated like we are less but have you ever consider why? We were slaved who had slave owners, that's the reason I would suggest. They didn't want us to read or write and so our speaking was not correct and so the southern drawl is still our language so that slavery we will not forget.

    We are also known to be big boned and obese because of the food that we were made to eat. Tend to the white mans farm land and the slop left over we could eat. Couldn't run away to freedom, because we wanted to keep our feet, shot down or hog tied is how some of us went to sleep.

    Times have changed and times still are hard for blacks to try to make down here on these southern roads. White folks are still prejudice underneath the laws of old. We are still in the southern plantation no matter how the story unfold and writing is my therapy I hold it close just like it's pure gold.

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    ish178 commented on Writing is my Therapy

    12-11-2008

    This is fire, I love your word arrangement and especially the way it flows.

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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