I was 15 when the concrete curtains fell,
And my space became a cell.
I yelled, I yelled for help,
but my cries, my cries though
were smothered by stone and steel.
Barbed wire twisted around my feet,
and the more I scream the more pain I feel.
Help me! Someone, please, help me!
I didn't kill that man they way they said.
He was going to take her,
he was going to rape her,
but instead they found him dead.
The concrete curtains were released,
and that’s when they began to stone me.
Burying me 40 years deep.
You killed him and that's all that matters,
And from there the first stone was threw.
But why? Why’d I do it? No one had a clue.
And they didn't care.
They closed the concrete curtain and audience applauded
when they gave me 40 years.
Her Imaginary Friend….
A little girl named Emily and her imaginary friend,
hand and hand they walk to the bus stop,
Laughing and playing like they always do….
Emily said catch me if you can
and ran away so quickly looked like she flew..
You couldn’t even see her shoes
her feet were moving so fast….
But you could see her little pink backpack on her back,
bouncing up and down like a kangaroo
and hear her adorable laugh…
Her imaginary friend was right behind her,
and together they looked like a flash,
having a blast as they ran….
But before Emily realized it,
she was in the middle of the street,
standing in front of an oncoming van…
Her imaginary friend took Emily into his hands and said,
don’t worry you’re going to be fine….
When Emily opened her eyes she was on the sidewalk,
she was scared and begun to cry….
Her little pink backpack lied under the van,
and the man who opened the drivers side door,
ran to her and asked if she was ok….
She looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said,
my imaginary friend had wins,
he saved me then flew away……*
I don’t cry,
My tears are tattoos..
I fear no man,
God sees me through…
This life is a struggle,
But my heart remains strong…
I’m confined away from freedom,
But my freedom’s beyond…
All these bars,
And barbed wire fences…
I hold tight to my faith,
And believe in my wishes…
My dreams are alive,
And my breath is a blessing…
Every day I strive to survive,
And learn a new lesson…
A warrior within my soul,
My journey I won’t fail…
I keep my head held up,
As I walk through this hell…
Through all my misfortunes,
I’ve yet to give in…
My freedom is on its way,
In Jesus' name I pray…amen…