The Imprisoned Noun Poem by Ahtivah Lawton

(wow i jus sat down here and wrote this poem...didnt even kno where this was going to lead me or what to write about..but i love it...but i need a title.....'Free'..'Not Being Free'...or 'And thats True'....help me to decide!) ..okay im going with the title 'The Imprisoned Noun'




feeling like how a owned black man did when being tarred and feather and when his legs were tired to a horse distorting them to the north or the south
cuz u know the north was where every slave wanted to be free and that thought never left me
free is what i had wanted, not being exposed to all the nonsense and conflicts that didnt make any dawg on sense
but to be 'Welcomed to the Good Life' like Kanye once said
but remembering my mothas beatiings from her first..........was iin the back of my head
free is who i am but thats not me..confused(me 2)

Realize when i said 'free, is what i had wanted'
I 'had' wanted the noun 'free' to show its meaning to me
but im happy it didnt bcuz it taught me how to be tough..how to never let any man see u blush
how to smile on the outside when on the inside your crying
and how to think about on the outside as only its raining but on the inside your drowning
how to paint on a smile with lipstick and put on a big charade
yes by not being free i learned how to deal with injustice in this big of a joke world bcuz having a 75.87 average is all u need to become president like someone or something we kno as George Bush..yes we had a leader who was a dummy
when we have and 'had' a black man..matta fact not even a black man..when we have purple, yellow, red, indigo, pink, fushia or tan man who already created inventions that goes beyond the humans instinction
by not being free it taught me how to hold a baby inside me..when the superior race was having all types of abortions, cutting them up in all types of proportions
not being free helped me to be grateful for being told the truth
cuz i dont kno who told those white boyz to take Little Richard song Tooty Fruit
no but on the real deal...not being free help me to realize that u have to work in order to have a Tommy Hilfiger 100% cotton shirt
that life is not apples and bananas
and i think you for that
You..the noun thats name 'free', the four letter word that had every one of us hoping and praying for deliverence with pleads
Yes you
I thank you for not coming thru when i wanted you to bcuz ur a joke and thats true