Kneel DOWN

When I think about how I've glowed up

It'll make you want to throw up

If you've seen the things I've seen 

And you did the things I did

It'll make you wonder how I ever really growed up

Im from Memphis where times got hard

Single mother can't feed her kid so her kid get starved

From the inside looking at it, you'll see nothing wrong

But on the outside looking in I see my momma was strong

She was working twice as hard like she had a clone

 Because my deadbeat father wouldn't pick up the phone

I wouldn't ever notice it on my own

But she made every project house we stayed at a home

And when I take a look back

And do a self reflection

A part of me is missing cuz of my father's rejection

So now I got this essence 

Independent from his presence

My mother was my father that was a valuable lesson

Sometimes I heard my mom at night, crying and stressin

Didn't know what was going on, so I stayed up guessing

But yea, that's enough of my childhood 

 I made it out of Memphis 17, it is all good

I'm in Texas now, everythings all right

I no longer hear my momma up crying at night

I understand my new surroundings, it's a wonderful sight

But alas, people here are so blind

About what's actually going on right behind

Closed doors 3rd world  babies sleeping on dirt floors

While they out here whining because they gotta do chores

The way I'm feeling now I feel like people should give more 

Because they never know what God has instore

For anyone, and that is the core

So now I take a knee 

To protest for the injustices that I see 

I have one question, that's all you need

What type of person did you grow up to be?

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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