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|Subject: Robbed by LaTiefa Alston Thu Sep 01, 2011 12:39 pm|| |
Ever walked into your house after it’s been robbed,
So bare and lifeless with precious possessions gone?
Do you know how it feels to have something robbed?
It feels painful, heartbreaking, empty, wrong.
I’ve been robbed for many years,
Of my dignity and femininity while I cried silent tears;
Told of my less than human existence in every hour of every day,
Made to feel insignificant in every possible way;
Omitted from the history of the territory I built with my blood,
Kicked and beaten, face trampled in the mud;
I’ve been robbed of my existence, robbed of my faith
To the point of no recollection of either time or space;
Ever walked into your soul after it’s been robbed,
So bare and lifeless with precious memories gone?
Do you know how it feels to have your soul robbed?
It feels. . .