I woke up with sorrow in my heart, swollen eyes from tears, and sharp pains as if i was stabbed repeatedly. I could barely breathe and the moment i stood up, i fell fast n weakly to my knees. On the bare cold floor, i stared at the walls, paint chipping and stained. Its daylight but all i see is gray skies, streaked with red from the emptiness n pain that those mothers feel inside. How dare u steal my child from me, regardless of your excuse you are now an enemy. If i had the strength n power, I'd make you suffer like have for days n hours. Imagine if you arrived home one day and the child u birthed and loved so dearly disappeared. Its quiet outside, on playgrounds and classroom seats where ur child once sat. They ripped out the heart n soul of those women,, and no one wants to feel that. How long will u believe the lies of the news, only them n God know the truth. My heart goes out to you
America is wrapped up in lies, politics and slaves, tv is entertainment for those who dont seek truth and are forever mentally enslaved. Its not about grownwomen who date guys without a clue, or celebrities who do the least to get the money earned by u. Forget rappers n all them damn chains, there are bigger problems that the world flushes down the drain. So women dont care n are disgusted by the fact they could actually be african, but look at america n realize that the standard race is not our skin. I beg and plead that those women will get justice and they're children back. My heart goes out. I wish could fill they're voids,I couldn't imagine the pain that remains in they're hearts. Its not fair that those women endure that kina pain. I pray God is with them.
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