D’Rose Writings: The First Collection

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Space

What’s asked

What’s given

Not matching these days

Please find the space

Where love is made to order

Grilled perfectly

So we don’t have to

Put out fires that

Don’t exist

Wonder why so angry

Black women yelling

Yelling through clinched teeth

‘Cause it don’t make

Sense, it never does

Never was space requested

It’s created all on its own

In fact, fill it

Fill it up

Fill up the space with your presence

This can’t continue on

Trapped, caught up in this

Space, man-made space

Non-womanist space

Keep the cycle going

Oppressed by the Oppressed

Created space