I hate to see you running behind the wrong men,
Letting them treat you like you weren't a thing.
The person that loves you,
Is not the person you look into.



To All My Women

Black, Hispanic, Greek, or White,
Dumb, smart, weird or not,
Thick, sexy, thin, or fat,
Cute, ugly, retarded or hot,
This one is to all my women.

I hate to see you running behind the wrong men,
Letting them treat you like you weren't a thing.
The person that loves you,
Is not the person you look into.

You need to stand up and let them know you have self-esteem,
So he won't take you and send you down the stream,
Show him that you're not worthless
And maybe he will no longer be careless.

Lift up your voice and let it be heard,
It don't matter if you end up with a nerd,
As long as you make a great choice,
forever you will rejoice.



By: Jonathan Celestin
Made: 04/11/05




Poetry by Jonathan Celestin
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Written on 2005-09-29 at 16:04

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chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
this poem is giving mixed meanings here -

Letting them treat you like you weren't a thing.

that's saying women should be treated as things! i know that's not what you are saying but you're not wording this piece very well.

the beginning verse also - my women, it's like saying all those i own etc, though again, i know you do not mean that, you have good intentions here, it is jsut the poem is all over the place, it can easily be misinterpreted. i suggest a rethink.
2005-09-29