A World Apart Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLLMNDOPQR STUIVDWXIYZA2B2C2D2E 2F2G2DG H2I2J2QDK2L2HGM2E2A2 N2ZO2ZKP2M2M2A2E2Q2M 2OR2M2S2PIE2M2Q2T2G2 M2U2DF2H2V2DH2 W2X2DHCD2ZUQ2G2DY2| Growing up black rural and colonized | A |
| What a curse or a blessing in disguise | B |
| It is how you look at life or just how you want it | C |
| Those were the days I thought being white was Godly | D |
| How I wished I could be them of cause | E |
| I knew them I saw how they lived and theirs was the standard | F |
| I wonder if they ever looked at me if they did | G |
| I wonder what it is they saw maybe just another primate | H |
| Yes my mother cooked for them served them | I |
| Did every chore in the book until they went to sleep | J |
| She would wake them up in the morning | K |
| Get their children ready for school | L |
| I had to get myself ready for my distant school | L |
| She was a mother I so much loved and adored | M |
| More for working for the white man | N |
| Which left her little time for me | D |
| Otherwise I wouldn't enjoy | O |
| Those valuable leftovers that made my life | P |
| Every day she retired to bed she was so spent | Q |
| But in her eyes I saw an undying hope | R |
| That one day she would be just mine all mine | S |
| Those were the days and I don't carry no grudge | T |
| Those days I thought there was no crazy white people | U |
| Always wondering what they did to them | I |
| My own crazies roamed the streets and swore obscenities | V |
| White was the most beautiful thing I wish I could be | D |
| Their used clothes were my Christmas treats | W |
| How I valued those outdated toys I received | X |
| How I cherished my momma for working for them | I |
| She got me everything they didn't need anymore | Y |
| How I forced my feet into those shoes they outgrew | Z |
| Those little boys and girls that took away my momma | A2 |
| Calling her by her first name like she was a little girl | B2 |
| She would always be my momma not Josephine | C2 |
| That was thirty something years ago | D2 |
| Today she is so used up still my heroin | E2 |
| She was in an accident with one of those many men | F2 |
| That always took her life for a ride that day | G2 |
| That precious life almost got stolen from me | D |
| Thank God she survived I still can t believe she did | G |
| - | |
| The scars of that fateful day will always live with her | H2 |
| As to remind her how she lost her cherished job | I2 |
| No pension no insurance had to start all over destitute | J2 |
| I was her dream her hope her trophy for a life well spent | Q |
| I still remain that way she never gave up on me | D |
| Thousands of miles away still running for those dreams | K2 |
| I have crossed the oceans looking for fortunes | L2 |
| A godly smile that could change my fate | H |
| The same ocean my folks crossed bound gagged and blindfolded | G |
| Into hundreds of years of sequacious existence | M2 |
| That's the legacy of colonization | E2 |
| It's not easy but I just want to take care of my momma | A2 |
| I know she prays day and night | N2 |
| That my dreams may one day come true | Z |
| I pray on my side that she holds on long enough | O2 |
| For me to do for her what my heart dies to | Z |
| I beg God that he keeps her living | K |
| For as long as it takes for me to put that long overdue smile | P2 |
| On that scarred face that has known a lot of indigence | M2 |
| Sometimes I wonder where Serena is | M2 |
| She is that white lady who for years entrusted to my momma | A2 |
| The upbringing of her beautiful white children | E2 |
| I know she probably forgotten it pains my heart | Q2 |
| Just to think of momma Jossy | M2 |
| That all she got for a life I could not enjoy | O |
| Was an apology and a lay off | R2 |
| Sometimes I wish I could get those precious days | M2 |
| Moments in the baby in me that I never had | S2 |
| I met white people now not as masters of my life | P |
| Of my momma of cause she lived the best of it for them | I |
| I can't believe they are so human | E2 |
| If only they can take away those scars on her face | M2 |
| Those are the scars that won't liberate my heart | Q2 |
| The cause of this infinite ache | T2 |
| I look at her picture today | G2 |
| I haven't seen her in years | M2 |
| She is getting old the lines on her face become defined | U2 |
| It scares me but to find myself in prayerful soliloquy | D |
| Hold on momma don't you dare go before I see you again | F2 |
| Oh Lord just let her live a little longer | H2 |
| I know how much she goes through and | V2 |
| I do so little to better it I struggle daily | D |
| Just give me the chance to tell her | H2 |
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| What a world I have seen what a people I have known | W2 |
| All because of her tenacity to live on | X2 |
| I know she will be proud of me | D |
| Not because I have done anything great | H |
| But because I dreamt and I shouted about it | C |
| For the whole world to know | D2 |
| They are my dreams even if they don't come true | Z |
| I love you momma Jossy I adore you angel | U |
| I know you will never break my heart | Q2 |
| I will be back home just hold on OK | G2 |
| I am going to make you proud make you happy | D |
| It's my dream I love to dream | Y2 |
Seke Bharu
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