Myra Jefferson Poems

When you let go it shouldn't be from exasperation or futility
You let go still maintaining hope for other possibilities
When you let go you know the reason
That it's the season
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I woke up this morning
With another man's child drooling on my arm
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Embedded in the rich, dark soil of history
My roots are still a part of me
Nourishing me, spurning me on Making me face another dawn
Of uncertainty
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Red was my Mama
They called me Little Red
Sometimes I think I see her
But it's just my reflection instead
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I am totally and completely in awe of them
These two dimensional forms and figures
These variations in sound waves
The power they possess is beyond my comprehension
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Hello Miss, would you like to
Before you go on, no thank you
But did you know, and may I show
That's okay, thanks anyway
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Your voice is your voice, so speak
Your voice is your voice, small but not weak
Your voice is strong enough to carry a message
Too heavy for a heart to hold
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If you don't get me, then you don't get me, you get me?
You should get me from the cover,
from the front or the back.
Okay, maybe at the dedication or the thank yous. If not,
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The team moved to a different state
without me
But I made it anyway-late
Apparently
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Take the shackles off my feet
Mary Mary said
But I'm with Pete
Not just my feet
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