Listening to the New Generation

Ebony Brown

from

B-town

at

thirteen

off the bus

girls grabbed

pushed

and

talked slick

to

punches

flying

Left fist

to right eye,

right fist

to the rib,

in self-defense

she came

running

to

my crib.

Ebony Brown

was weird

preferred to be

alone,

mom

never home,

never

knew her dad,

reading

around school

was really

all

she

had.

To my door

crying

from

frustrations

open arms

to listening

ears

she stay

the night

for

guidance

talking,

and

knowledge

dropping,

her off

to school

in the morning

Afterschool,

an extra mile

walked

to share

a smile

and our day

making sure

Ebony Brown

got home

safe and okay

until,

she moved

away

graduating at the

Top

of her class

She wrote: Because of You.

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