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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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