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Weeping Roots
Zora Johnson
She told her friends she’s gonna hide me away
Again
In the darkness
And cover me up
To feel beautiful
But I grew with her
I’ve been sliced
burned
pulled
and broken
But I grew with her
She wraps me up so tight
In faux locs and braids
But I want to be free
Still, I grow with her
She said she's tired of me
I'm too needy
If I'm needy then what is she?
I wish the noise would let her be
Still, I grow with her
I thinks its because when I was the most free
It seemed like people didn't like to see me
But I thought I was beautiful
Still Hidden in the darkness
Under artificial replications of them
I will grow with her
One day she’ll love me
As I love her
She’ll see the beauty in me
As I see in her
And we’ll grow together
Zora Johnson
Zora Johnson is a young black woman born and raised in Southwest Philly. Her goal as an artist is to help distinguish the deception of the enemy from the truth of The Creator. As a creation herself, she uses her poetry to hold a mirror to her life, and the lives of others, through words.
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