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There is no one here but me
I am here alone
after so long
they are always asking
me to do this or that
asking about this getto and that getto al least today
why does your country have so much
and we so little in the getto's of American
why is Somaliland much richer than us
What about your privledge?
Do you really want us to succeed or is it your husband
the African American God
that you are doing it for
to stay happy, married and "fat"?
I am feeling bad that I have not told my family about him
before when I was seeing him and now they know we are married
and I feel guilty that they feel that I don't trust them to let know I was married to him
He's knows my privedge and knows that my family are abundant so
I am careful with my communications with them. I am tearful that
I can't talk as freely to them, really since I been his girlfriend
I am never alone; there's is always someone asking me for things
Today; now I am alone writing this peom, these thoughts so I can be free of this guilt
I hear the bird singing outside, the sun is shining and the day just started is so beautiful
He said "who act who so much agression and paranoia"
I don't know; I know it was early in the july years that we talked about
some thing related to my linnage; who I am.
