Curtis Mosby Poems
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Face These Words
I shed a tear for a lonely star.
I make a wish and ask a question will my life go far.
I see the sorrow.
Pray so I can see tommorrow.
Because who ever said you would live to be 21.
So many tragedies from a gun.
Mama I blame you for my wicked ways.
But I praise you for saving me from a early grave.
Father was never thier, so I always cried.
But mama hide the fact that my father died.
I never prayed for a brighter day.
My life is dark for my path I never know which way.
I kiss the cross around my neck.
Im just living for respect.
The sin they inject is ...
Defiant Of My Pride
I live from my roots born to stand amongst the youth.
To cry for me is a wast of time, i am the whipping boy
they criticize more than the blind.
So much pain i have endured that i welcome more with open arms.
Blame me for the riots that constantly hold us in bondage.
No more tears is what they fear a man that can walk thru the fire.
My wounds i wear with such proud meaning.
I share with the world in the remebrance of believeing.
For when im gone and my words fade away.