"Single Momma Madness"
My Sista, My Sista
Look A There, Look A There
These Brothers Prancin' All Aroun'
Call They Selves Marchin'
As If Someone Really Care
They Claim To Be Behind Us
They Claim To Be So Strong
Those Suckas Shoulda Been There
When My Baby Was Comin' Long
They Tried To Pretend They Ain't Know Us
When That Belly Bloated Up
They Can March Til' They Turn Blue In The Face
But I Betcha I Won't Jump
I Busted My @SS Everyday
To Feed The Ones They Made
While They Was Out Layin' Up
With Some Otha Hoe Gettin' Paid
I Jus Don't Understand
How They Guilt Jus Come Out Now
They Expect Us To Be So Proud
I Betcha I Don't Bow
They Beat Us Down In The Ground
Slappin' Us When We Come Aroun'
But Now They Wanna Claim The Glory
And They Didn't Even Play A Damn Part In The Story!

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The angry single momma's thoughts on the Million Man March
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I like this poem, felt like u had a great way of expressing single mother lifestyles.. Strong n true words
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Potent Penning.....thanks for sharing
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The anger is real. Thankful for the brothas who do commit and hold down their families, no matter what. Much respect.
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Excellent write
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