De' Ol' Negro House

Release the chains of self hate, I seek love not pain
 
                          

  By Jacqueline Amos

The women, who were scared by love, Justifying the pain with the cause. Pollutions of wounds, which will never heal. The women, who was scared by love. Pollutions, that continues to eat her within. Sleeping with the enemy, who shares her bed. Freedom, she cries within her self.

The settler, the prisoner within. Her surroundings, no dignity, she shares with herself. Flowing, through the earth, maintaining the words of God. Revitalizing love from the first start. When will she release, the truth, that live within herself? Freedom, as the inner spirit cries, out her name. Self esteem, wanting to jump out, and defend self. Releasing in the acts of faith, Using it to be, submissive to her own pain. Words not spoken, harvesting the evil spirit, that surrounds her turf. Freedom the spirit cries, for rebirth. Messages, from within close doors. Submissive to her own pain.

 Nourishing the dark, soul, which lives within. Freedom let me through, as the heart begins to slowly beat. Release me from this pain. I need love not the hell I harbor within. Toxins that flow through my mind, Pollutions from the enemy inside, scared by love I exhale in the name of love.