She walks with

Purpose…

She speaks from

Wisdom…

Cries of

Anguish…

With tears of

Coal…

Scorched burdens

Compiled…

In the heart

Look…

She survived

She…

Is me

I..

Didn’t lay

Down…

And die.

Burnt…

Free…

Me.

Can’t you

See?

11:45 PM

Vera Jackson © 2013

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