What do you have to offer?
Behind your Make-up mask
I can barely distinguish your real face
Behind those cakes upon cakes of powder
What do you think about?
When you strut around in your mini skirts
I see the way your eyes darts from ride to ride
Are you looking for your Man or someone else’s?
What inspires you?
Your dreams or your emptiness
I hear you’ve been to the night club five times this week
I saw you with that Man, the man that everybody knows is a good-for-nothing
I heard you denounced God and accepted Fun
Who gave birth to you?
Is it the wicked and rugged streets
Or that kind sweet mother of yours
God rest her soul!
Is it those heartbreaks that left you drained and saddled with suicidal thoughts
When will you grow?
Out of this baseless and selfish existence
You are perambulating yourself
To the satisfaction of empty men
Make use of the brain God gave you!
Life is not all about curves and swells
You are not just a hole!
When will you decide?
To make up your mind
To live to your full potential
To wake up and stop the Abuse
End the rape of your potentials
You are your own demon.
I see real beauty inside of you
But I can’t bring it out of you
Only you can!
By Charis Black