When a black woman has reached her limit

Search that up and you'll find my picture

Oh wait silly me

We can't do that now can we?

Nor can we

Indulge in fine literature

Nor can we

Feast on grand dinner

Or gaze upon monumental fixtures

Oh how we are deprived from our brothers

And our sisters

Trapped within a chain

Only tis chain is larger and graces more pain

And whilst we stand in this box-like cage

All here from being swindled, hoodwinked, betrayed

Left astray

Enraged

While THEY

Accept their wages 

At the end of the day.

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In case you didn't notice this is about prison.

Check out Al-mujeeb and you'll understand it on a some-what deeper level.

It's a new book I made but I'm not too sure about it so give me a yay or a nay on it if you see it aye?