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nu poetry Sista My sista what does it mean to love and hate? What does it mean to be in pain and then heal? What does it mean, to be sad and then happy? What does it mean to weep and then have joy in the morning? My sista we are survivors. We learn to walk with stride. Holding our heads up with pride, learning how to smile from the joy that is within. My sista, we are God's creation who he made and molded. No weapon can be formed. No chain can hold me down. I'm sista with love, not hate. I'm sista with peace, not war. I'm a sista who learned to work sing, dance and take care of home. A sista who learned the meaning of being single learning how to deal with the world God created us to be happy, rich and love, To be queens, ladies and women who maintain and hold the position that is given to her We are sistas who tend to love and cherish what is precious to us. We are virtuous as pearls. We are the fruit of our beauty. When you find a sista. You will see fruit blossom Pearl of white A flower that smells like a rose A smile that brightens the day A laugh that brings forth joy and praise We as sistas have seen and been through the fire Our pain and suffering has been broken We can't carry all of the burdens But as sistas we can look toward our own heaven and hills which cast them away Melissa Angell Copyright 2008
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