Chronicles Of A Lost Poem Poem by Tamara Turner

The heart hides in the shadows
Or in untold stories and lost battles
The battle within love hate war
Sometimes even over lost relationships and friends
Anger is the fire that consumes everything
Like poison darts it pierces within me
It burns dry like thirst on a hot sunny day
I could not stick around and allow myself
to be put in the fire again
Brought on by the color of my skin
You can burn the color until its almost black
You can melt my skin in lava
But that won't change the facts
I'm black if you can't handle that
Well good for you
That sounds like a personal problem