Minds Eye

Into the mind of a Black Woman.

She is stuck crawling on the ground

Unable to fly away from misery that

She puts up with each day

But unlike the butterfly she has love

She has someone who sits on the phone for hours

And talk about her day.

Although hes in another house

He would still watch the same movie

And compare it to their life today.

He still remembers the little things

She says even when she does not.

He shows her love and together they are one.

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