Who Are You?

May I ask you a question?Who Are You? I don't want to know your name, your profession, who you are married to, or whose mother you may or may not be.I want to know lady, Who Are You? When the dawning of day peaks over the horizon and the evening flirts with dusk, in the still darkness of the echoes of night, Who Are You? When life throws sand in your eyes and death knocks at your door, when trouble surrounds your every move and your mind snags in doubt, Who Are You? When tears glistens your eyes and smile lines etch across your face, when your sitting on the highest peaks and laying in those valleys low, Who Are You?

When your dreams and visions seem afar and that man walks out on you, When your child leaves your home and you're sitting in an empty nest, Who Are You? After 25 years of marriage highs and  all of the education you have grasped, When youre sitting in that office on top of the world and commanding orders with a voice of strength, Who Are You? When you step out your Benz and strut J Renee, Louie Vuitton  on your shoulder and smelling sweet, When your welfare check ceases to be and prostion becomes your game of choice, Who Are You?

When daddy crawled into your bed and the memories of rape suffocate your breath, When the sucking sounds of an abortionist tools are cutting deepinside your heart, When church pews become your hiding place and a title is your facade, When a shout becomes your magnet and you know how to give good tongue,When the music ends and  you can only sway to the sound of brokeness, Who Are You?

Lady, Who Are You?