<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=545453" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Anthologies of their lamentations 7. Lament of the kitchen maid</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the day I have to<br>brace myself for the bricks<br>Of the jabbering of the madam<br>Mercy God.It's not good girls<br>to graduate at the top of the<br>List of condemned house servants<br>In the night I hear his voice<br>At midnight I must double as the<br>free agent lover of the master<br>Mercy, mercy.it's not good to<br>earn the college degree of the<br>Self degrading humiliated maid<br>In the street I am the butt of<br>the bawdy jokes of the emperors<br>Of the slum and the ghetto<br>Lord it's double double digit<br>indecent to be hauled to the<br>Suffering mayhem of the servant <br>girl<br>In the church I am no freedom<br>seeking Rosa Parks.I must get<br>Out of my seat and stand on tip toe<br>and play the slave girl's part<br>For the priest's chosen best <br>dressed girl<br>That road is long and fraught<br>with lurking dangers that the<br>House slave and the house nigger<br>maid must travel alone with<br>The blues filling her mind with<br>The nasty thoughts of revenge and<br>mayhem and likewise self slaughter<br>I am going home tO tell my sister<br>Never if you don't want to be<br>plucked for free and abused to please<br>The lust of the strong stray from<br>your class room to be the chained<br>Raped slave woman of the world's lust</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ngaka+Motaung">Ngaka Motaung</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=545453" data-title="Anthologies of their lamentations 7. Lament of the kitchen maid de Ngaka Motaung" data-description="In the day I have to brace myself for the bricks Of the jabbering of the madam Mercy God.It's not good girls to graduate at the top of the List of condemned house servants In the night I hear his voice At midnight I must double as the free agent l..."></div> </div> </div>

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