A girl got pregnant today...
Not a lady, not a tramp
Not a grown woman on food stamps but a child
I wonder to myself,
"Why this young one, so tender, so mild?"
Then it hits me:
like whips to slaves,
we live in a new age
where promiscuous sex is moral
and waking up to a person whose
last name is unknown is the new normal
Is it the drugs and alcohol on T.V?
The degradation of black families?
Or maybe the gang wars prevalent in the streets?
See, when you live in a concrete jungle
where dreams and aspirations are only mumbled
and police sirens are amplified
while people step over bodies as if their landmines
straight suicide----are these conditions.
Her pregnancy isn't by chance or some cockamamie happenstance
but this is nurtured.
Her mother never showed love to her and her mother's mother never spoke loving words to her
so where the hell is she supposed to learn to love?
Novels say love's a fantasy
bringing frankincense and myrrh presented by a king
While the television purports buffoonery,
menage-a-trios in the clubs until 2 or 3
but it all starts with the family
The deconstruction of the family structure
leads to mothers and fathers' relationship rupture
replaced by baby mama and "favas" mustered
all from a systematic plan to destroy a culture
This is cultured---with a cult-herd
these sheeple are buying into their folk-LURE!
Now, back to this pregnancy,
in which, she's been touched since the age of three
her step-father suffers from slavery's PTSD
Now, he's on the run
the collective's suicidal gun:
Another single, black mother
raising her STEP/SON
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