LaToya Martin Poems

Gardener, why was I planted here?
What did you see?
The gardener replied, a little weed from the earth
standing with nobody
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I love you
Yet I hate you
You are the hope of my future
You were my guidance in my past
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My child
Still gone
Lord, where were you?
Why is my breath so important
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Why cry?
You never cried when I was broken
Why visit me now?
When I called, you never came
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