Every line in this poem
Might not flow and rhyme,
But I hope it makes
Sense to you over time.
A beautiful thing happens when we leave men to cry without judgment.
I’m sorry that you had to listen to us sing
Knowing that the lyrics weren’t meant for you
The whispers of war
And the forthcoming doom
Like a rain laden cloud
Dance around her head
Like African cultural dancers.
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