Before you start casting stones
Before you start casting rocks
Learn to know the truth
Be patient with the victimized
Before you start condemning
Before you start pointing fingers
Look how many are already pointing at you
Pointing straight at your direction
Before you start making me upset
Before you start getting on my last nerves
Won’t you be passionate with your choice of words?
For you don’t know if I won’t take your back
Before you start watching my every move
Before you start checking on me
Trying to tell me what to do, with a to-do-list
Trying to be my God when you’re truly nothing
Before you try to take my freedom
Before you try to steal my liberty
Won’t you take away my pain if you’re truly something?
Won’t you take away my sorrow forever?
Don’t look at me that way I’m not an angry woman
Neither am I an angry chick
I’m just one of those chicks victimized by time
By other selfish people that want to take away my joy
Am I wrong for being who I am?
Am I wrong for being what I am?
So sad, none sees me as I am. They simply try
To make me what they want me to be
But I can only be what and who I am
Right about now my friends, listen
Forget the world, have the simple decency
To simply be whom and what you are.
MarieLove
Wednesday, November 16,2005
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem