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Kerry’s story ……2007

I got news today you had fallen from grace
I sat and held my head crying as you would say
( like a punk ass bitch)
What could I have done to save you
What could I have done to remove the pain
You carried on the inside

I thought about this hard and long
An realized God puts people in front of you
& no matter how much you love he can
Remove them

So I am being really fuckin selfish now
Cause I want one more hug ,one more argument
(Where you end up saying bitch you cant save us all )
For us to debate and you give us all the finger in group
Over who is the better poet Broken vegetable or Mason Da Lord
As you call them your White Knight and your Krispy Cream

I want one more moment to remind you how
healing is revealed in poetry
See they don’t know but I do

I know how Magic101 sent you healing prayers,when we read this and you fell in tears
Screaming Thank you Lord
I know how piss a mofo offs ( my son )
you cried cause you child was stommed out of you and you gave that child a name and
called him son

That you realized there are men who love and appreciate life
Thru there children gave you a little faith
as you said ,(I am sick of you showing me men that are worthy of giving love an
Being loved )

( we cried together for hours )

I got this call from State Police there was a body found Which looked like a drug overdose
I couldn’t understand why they were calling me ….

The body was found and on this person were two poems
By two people Broken Vegetable and Mason Da Lord
An my name and phone number

In my mind where did you get money for drugs
(Flash back ) your words next time a man touches me I am getting paid
(damn You )

I know the pen of these 4 men where the brightest stars in your eyes
The were men who would never hurt and always be there for you
There will be no service for you from the fact you were underground
My comfort will come from the fact you will be buried with those two poems
My name and number

I couldn’t do it maybe God can Get you to stop calling everyone
Bitch Asses go kick rocks

Forever poetry Simply Syndel love you ………..

If you think words dont heal or give hope I have 11 women left and she chose to end her life carring poetry Maybe now some of you will realize just how powerful your pen can be to someone ......be blessed
Nadine