Cheri Marie OdomIndianapolis, IN |
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I'm Cheri Marie Odom, 26 years of age, single, without children. A graduate from three schools in the state of Indiana; Perry Meridian High School, Burbizer Modeling School, and Wevington Career Center. Formerly, I'm retired from working. My future plans is going to college becoming a Criminal Lawyer and a writer. I live at home with my grandfather, mother, and two brothers. A death experience inspired me to write, "The Promise of a Black Woman," within 5 minutes. |
One Certain TreeColors of all colors.Leaves of all leaves, drop down from above. Softly and passionately it said, "please." Flowing around the sky. Seeing the vision up high. A delicate nature. Different running creatures. Here stands this tree. People that of the view like to see. "Don't pass me. Here I am, please. View me! Save me! Love me! Pray for me! I have to grow. I have to live. I have to be with others, so I will give. There's fruit to be eaten. Things to be saved. Hear my cry, my cry! Then I will stay. Don't ever forget me," said one certain tree. |
Give Me A Chance To LiveJust a babe am I.Food should be put in my mouth. Poison is for the destroying of hazardous waste. You encourage my mentality with knowledge. Tell me why do you discourage my body to be damaged. We know there's suffering before conception. Yet, you're here for our protection. Eight against violence of any kind. Something not to corruption on our minds. Dirt is definitely for the ground, and not to be distributed around. Keep me here to help others to relate, and not contribute to hurt or hate. We know our nerves can feel. Remember there is a chance to live and our will not to kill. |
All poems Copyright © 1996 Cheri Marie Odom. All rights reserved