Let me tell you about my little cousin, 
she 14 going on 23, 
she looks so grown, that when we go places, 
people think she's older than me. 
When I look at my cousin, 
I notice she takes after me, 
although she would never admit that, 
it's only plain to see. 
Even though she's a little younger, 
I've known her all my life, 
and just because she acts like me, 
I know she'll make the perfect wife. 
She's like a young black Diva, 
strong with carmel skin, 
as soon as she had turned 13 her 
real world started to begin. 
I remember when boys weren't even a factor, 
but now she can't get enough, 
But as long as she got a cousin like me, 
she'll know that times get rough. 
She knows that friends will come and go 
and even betray her trust, 
She knows in order to have her way 
recognition to God is a must. 
She knows that when all hope is gone 
and she had a taste of reality, 
If no one else is there for her, 
my little cousin can always call on me.
The hand that I write with,that brought 
me this far, like Earth, Wind and Fire: 
I'm a shining star. 
Whatever I'm feelin' my hand feels it too, 
If I tell it to help me out, that's exactly 
what it will do. 
Writing down my thoughts a goals, 
expressing my times of sorrow,
poetry for the mind, body, and souls, 
and for the readers of tomorrow. 
The hand that I write with that wiped 
away my tears, 
that helped me rub the backs of my 
depressed peers. 
The hand that turned pages of inspiration, 
and proved to myself that i had determination. 
TO show to the world what was on my 
mind, and discover new expressions 
I could not define. 
The hand that I write with, that made me 
who I am today, 
the hand that wrote my feelings, when my 
mouth could not say. 
The hand that I write with, complete with 
5 fingers and a pen, 
when somebody's in trouble, a helping 
hand I will lend. 
I lift my hand to praise my almighty God, 
then pat myself on the back, for i know 
I did a good job. 
The hand that I write with.....
The other day 
My husband came home from work on some other crap 
bad day at work or something like that 
He walk through the front door 
and didn't even say, "hi" 
He just started going off talkin' 'bout 
"I can't even get by 
with all these toys on the floor 
And why these boys 
sitting here not making no noise 
Boys need be outside and shi 
playing with rocks and sticks 
Go on go outside do something, 
get outta my face
Go somewhere or 
clean up this place." 
Before it was all said and done 
Somebody got whooped 
Big girl hollered 
I just looked, 
"Aw naw, man please! 
you got me bent 
After all the time I spent 
cleaning, scrubbing, and washing your funky clothes 
cooking, tending, and wiping yo kids' nose 
I'm gon' tell you what you need to do..... 
Calm down now! Or 
Take yo black tail back out that front door 
Come back later, and we can try this once more." 
One of the boys stopped crying from being whooped 
Big girl hollered 
And he just looked, 
"Big Girl, go on in your room with all that noise" 
He bellowed as he walked across the floor 
and out the front door. 
The boys came from their room and just looked 
Big girl didn't go to her room nor hollered 
And I continued to cook. 
About 30 minutes later he returned 
kissed Big Girl on the cheek 
Play wrestled with the boys 
Then came to the kitchen 
Where I was finishing up the chicken 
He walk to me and turned me around 
place his big hands on my big round 
bottom and kissed me on the lips, 
"Thats why I love you baby" 
I returned the kiss, 
"I already know, 
You aint gotta tell me this"
As I wake to start another day, 
Please forgive me for the head games 
That I intend to play 
And for the heart's, cold, I shall turn 
All because my heart, too, was once burned 
But know that a devil, I never intended to be 
I wasn't born this way 
I acquired the taste naturally 
And know that I realize that I need to change 
I guess that's why you have 
Already sent a man 
Block's within my heart's range 
The someone who is caught 
And just as twisted as me 
Yet every night he's all that I see 
My Adam, while all others are 
Duplicates of his rib 
Please give me the strength to want to lose money 
Trust myself 
Acknowledge    
    
		
	
	
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