My Bigga Sistaz Tearz

[Kadafi Son]

Anotha Life Struggle

So fuckin' trigga happy after I heard my sistaz news
She just had a miscarriage and her whole week was full of blues
In fact her whole life was like dat. Broke and shit
I know she thinkin' suicide cuz ain't no hope for this
Only thing thats keepin' her alive is her 2 young ones
But when they livin' in the slums, they can't even have fun
Stacked up in a apartment building full of roaches & poverty
What you expect her to do? Never did shit but live honestly
As for hope, the shit is absent cuz her rewards is past due
Now pay attention to these mothafuckin' questions I'll ask you
What would you do if you gotta worry if you gonna eat tonite?
What would you do if you found out at home, you got no lights-
After you worked a week straight and neva get to see ya children
Depression and isolation is the only pain you feelin'
What would you do if you can barely afford medical attention
What would you do if you came home to find a letter of eviction
Their ain't gonna neva be no salvation. Struggled for yearz
Talked to my sista on tha phone and we both shed tearz
She ask me not to worry bout tha fact she so depressed
Do God understand? I'm just askin' for her blessinz
Her pain is my pain and we both done gone insane
Tryin' not to let these demonz infiltrate and tame
I had nitemarez, that if my sista ever got into some shit
Who the fuck is gonna take care of her 2 precious kids
Trouble comes naturally, but things might of not been so bad
If my family got the greens that we never had
Instead we stuck in a world so fucked that my sista has to suffer
God I don't give a fuck about my life. Help my sista. I love her
My last wordz is stay strong and hold on, but will it matter-
When the pockets of other mothafuckaz is gettin fatter
I got static with this insufficient sad life of mines
Nothin' but rain and ain't no sunshine. I just need 1 nine-
To stop the hurt-but I don't wanna desert ya'll
Feel me Lord but I don't know if you hearin' me when I call
Just put a smile on my sistaz and mama's teary face
I'll sacrafice my life just to make this world a happy place
As for my sista and her kids, keep ya head up like Pac
God hears your pain everytime a tear drops. I love you

Dedicated 2 my beloved big sista Quiana, a hard workin' single mama, a sympathetic & troubled sista, a strong young black woman, I wish u much...

 

[ArtsyGirl]

Another good drop there kadafi. I like the 3rd person point of view coz it gives more honesty I think where personal poems may have a different angle. I dont know if its because its a long poem but the middle seems to drop of a little for me, but I wouldnt worry bout that its still an emotional piece. Best wishes to ur sister too.

 

[Synful*Luv]

I love it, but you know I love anything you do. Everything you do is always so emotional that it pulls you right in and makes you connect with the characters if only for a few moments. It makes you wish there was more when the piece ends. Keep it up!

 

[*Riaz*]

i really like the way uve placed n used the words(sumthin like pac wud do),
A Very emotional piece here homie which im sure alot of people could also relate to....really enjoyed reading this piece of work G!

Best wishez to your sista homie

Pz

 

[The.Menace]

nice drop, finally I had the time to read it. You knew I'd like it so I don't even have so say much more here. One love.

 

[kman_69]

cool drop man, always dig your peices

loved the whole concept man, and the little dedication at the end was nice too

peace!