We won mama


A mother with youth carries youth, forced with abuse

to love or to hate left in abortion clinics in terrible mental state.

So now she’s a statistic left in the darkness to fix her mistake. Or create,

a lifestyle that an innocent child deserves, but instead of college the food stamps

got her reserved but why? Why not believe that you can succeed even with your continence seed.

Momma did it and sacrifice for me because she came to the states as a teen but, it all paid off when her baby’s in college at 16. We won mama!


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this is dope!


thanks alot

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! Please never stop expressing from the heart. Continue the journey of poetry. 

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