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They Wished I Was Invisible
They wished I was invisible
They don't want to see
The widow, giving her last widows mites
For the hungry minds she wants to feed
They don't want to see the "disabled" with no excuses
Determined to succeed
They don't want to see the abuse and neglect
Of the least of these
Yea the denial of the black womb mans strength
Living in me
Trying to break my back
Keep a good womb man down, cause me to frown
Wear a permanent frown
But all they see is judgment
In the reflection of irresponsibility
All they feel is guilt, hiding their faces behind
Their inadequacies in the mirror of their lives
What they see
The mother of love and life casting
Out the lies of failure in humanity; it doesn't have to be
They wished I was invisible
The womb man rise from her knees
In bearing to see the offspring free
They wished I was invisible, they wished I wasn't there
They asked why do you invite her
You know she's crazy and the people just stare
I hate to see her coming, her story to hard to tell
Too much like heaven
Too close to hell
She's free in her I lost in my jail
I don't want to see it's too hard for me
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