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Nothing by M

Nothing

Looking back at all the times you said I was a nothing and a nobody.
I stand on the precipice of a job almost done, as well as I could. Despite many limitations.
As proud as I am,
for them I would beg, borrow and steal. I give them my all, my everything my last.
I hold on to a belief. I was entrusted with the care of these children
By something so much greater than myself.
It has been an honor and a privilege to be their mamma.
I have made mistakes. I think everybody has.
I recognized and tried to rectify.
They say The battle is half won,
as soon as you know what you’re fighting against.
I beg to differ,
This is when the war has truly begun.
With God on my side
I joined the fight of my life.

NOTHING

Slave to ultimate victory
the time for being quiet has ended
No more children to shroud in mystery.
Late bloomer, with a hell of a history.
Ready to light a match to everything tindery.

I wish it was a rage that I felt
To be perfectly honest this chest is wintry as hell
I bid silence farewell
I was told to be stone
Since my infancy left
Don’t know how I breathe
There’s a rocky crest in my chest
You tried to break something broken
nothing broken was left

Hyena ready
To expose the bone
I have stepped into my own
Crown straightened and on
king what?
I step on this throne
I took all the blame and I made it my own
No tears were spilled
Those gloves were put on
Big girl undies
The world just moved on

I’m sorry, if it sounds like I brag
Not sorry, most don’t understand
this connection I have
To your position you may have been called and chosen
I was born to this path
Direct connection
Speaker Bishop Brand
all I do is ask
It will appear on my path
Express Sent by Angels
That were Set To task
Has not failed me once
30 years holding fast

Brothers, sisters, let me say
I have Begged and pleaded for this burden to be taken away.
I don’t wish to speak.
Have no more words left to say.
Yeah he set me apart
So I will stand and obey
A Testimony that speaks of his, and no other way.

l Stand
I obey
Hosanna in the name
My father I have claimed
Taken that name
I live to exclaim
my story no shame
No price for the fame
Maybe should have been kinder
If you are now afraid
Of what I might say
My truth I will speak
Till the end of my days

M

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