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Name's

Name's

Goofy, Silly, Slow, Blonde! Those are all the name's that I've been called.

Retarded, Special, Ugly, Black! Turn off the lights were is Kenya at.

It' a joke don't be mad girl learn how to laugh.

I've been the butt of the joke for awhile now.

My processing is slower than who they them.

In life at home even in the streets.

They really had me believing that was me.

It defined who I was I believed I was stuck.

I thought I was a girl a man would only want to touch.

But I Kenya am no ore those names.

They can't define me no never again.

My looks might not be your prize.

But they are to me . Do you want to no why?

Because with all those names building all that self doubt.

I Kenya still broke out.

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Jimmy Arnold

And as William stated, and all in good humor.. broke out you did...You only write, the definition to whom you are and for whom you will become,regardless of what any other may have to say....God wasn't the most favorite of individual back then but look who he turned out to be.... Spicy and classy poem...Great job..

Jim 

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Kenya Stewart

thank you so very much for your comment you made my day I have a book of poetry my first rookie book it's on createspace.com/4329673

thank you so much

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Susan O'Reilly

Hi kenya love the strength in this poem you go girl cheers Susan x oh and by the way you look great 

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Kenya Stewart

thank you so very much for your comment you made my day I have a book of poetry my first rookie book it's on createspace.com/4329673

I really appreciate the compliment really thank you

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