Feb 20, 2006 15:30
Yeah, some people make me sick, not too many though:
Little Pearl
A pearl once shiny and brilliant, luminous and exhilarant
Is now chipped and faded, dusty and outdated
But a pearl will always be a pearl regardless of how you regard it,
So how is she who was once your reason to be
No longer regarded as an entity,
You who donated half of yourself in creating her
Has given none of yourself in raising her.
The love that fills her for someone so undeserving
Makes her feel weak from the tears she’s always crying,
The little pearl that you didn’t realize was there
Has now grown up in fear to love a man
Cause the first man she ever knew refused to even hold her hand.
Self esteem ruined but her beauty never faded,
She tries to keep her head high but memories invade her mind
Of you depreciating her value with your cruel demeaning words
Even those you thought she never heard,
And with a heavy heart the pearl struggles on
Looking for someone to discover her worth because since her birth
You cursed her name so she has no idea of the levels of fame
She can achieve so she searches and pleads to find acceptance not realizing
Her intelligence and brilliance
Because her daddy lacked the clairvoyance to see
That simply in this pearl’s smiles people would fall in love for miles, And that only with this pearl’s
glance she’d have people in France longing to know her and possibly romance, Once covered in the grime of
hurt and rejection,
This pearl finally saw her own reflection
And glimmers, with the light the dissolves the darkness of night
Which bound her into believing that your words were her reality
When in reality this little pearl was born to light up the world.
Interpretation of the American Dream
So, you think you've got the perfect, life, cause you're tall and blue eyed and not to mention, white
Dead smack in the middle of your American Dream, that dreams can come true and that house with the fence, and the car with the 26 gleamin rims to match, is the only life fit for you
So you got the perfect wife, though you've smacked her once or twice, then theres the 2.5 kids that just won't go to bed. so you don't read them a story you teach'em a lesson instead,
Now Lil Sally's run away cause she hates her abusive daddy. Then she got knocked up by some mac who got her on the corner hookin' for crack, and now shes 7 months pregnant with a fetus addicted to smack?!
Then there's Lil Billy who just needed some affection, but you got on his case ever time he came near your space, and his teachers called him stupid because he refused to pay attention due to his internal heart mind soul and body "home" affliction. Now doctors got an 8 year old poppin pills just to keep from poppin the pills prescribed to keep him sittin still!
So you still think you got the perfect life, and you turn your nose up at my "predetermined" life,
Where anyone darker than khaki can't never be happy, cause pappy left home and left me all alone with a heart broken mammy.And the banks foreclosed on my house with the fence, while coppers pull me over cause I got a decent car with rims, 10 inch!!!!
I got two beautiful kids that really love me and never would they ever dream of tryin to leave their dear sweet mommy, but since Lil Quita's got a runny nose and Lil Shaun got some bummy clothes, the State says a nigga like me is a child's worst foe?!
So they take my kids and split them apart, rippin out another black family's heart. And they put them in homes with the house and the fence the cars and rims that spin in the wind, cause you're a representative of the American dream, and me, I'm not even considered apart of an American anything.