she stood there wearing a red jacket and black tights
i wondered quickly what she might be doing tonight
from myself, i think of her plight.
as a black woman she's endured a long lived fight
her story is not that general
her stance suggests something more mental
calculated
she seems to make moves that are suspicious
she plans her thoughts in succession
building on top of previously learned behavior and mannerisms
a constructivist
its Friday night
could she be going out for a night on the town?
she reminds me of the one that got away
its was my fault
i kept playing around
or maybe she going to see her guy
{a thought of hate.
he could never really care forher, or else
he would make sure her travel arrangments were straight}
her hair is pulled back and up in a bun
she wants to show more of her face
but i dont them she is doing it for him
she's doing it for her
to remind the guy she does what she wants
loytalty, commitment, respect and protections
is what she seeks in her significant him
