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Broken and dingy a hollowed out frame
Sewn together with thread I was ashame
Dirtied my world I was just a little girl
Everywhere I went that screendoor was there
Shotgun houses and shacks close together
Bare safety from the elements man animal and weather
The sound loud and flat and what everyone shared
Was that same exact screen door that shut out the world
A baby myself my own dreams cocked
By nail string and oppression those screen doors mocked
I couldn't wait to leave home as if I knew of another
Love like my family especially my mother
My own screen door was pretty and thin
Bent by the comings of so called friends
A young naive bride caught in a trap
But couldnt get out as the screendoors clapped
A lifetime later I barely see them now
Another form of oppression and its in the house
I miss mom's screen door the one that slammed shut
That's the only one ever where I felt loved.
