The Chronicles Of Crystal Black Pt. II

Crystal was a daddy’s girl
Like an oyster to an oyster pearl
Her relationship with her mother was a different story
One that was guaranteed to make you hurl
Crystal’s mom was a prostitute selling herself
On the corner from nine to five every day
Fifty bucks for thirty minutes
She was all work and no play
She also happened to have several STD’s
But she never told her customers that
‘Cause if they found out they’d all slam her with lawsuits
Then she’d have to go back to selling crack
After work she’d always take a cab
And head up to the nearest bar
She’d drink until she could see herself
Aligning with the stars
Then she came home and
Passed out on the couch
Woke up with a hangover
Acting like a grouch
Then she sets out
To do it all over again
In the end it’s all gonna catch up with her
And eventually she’ll give in
Crystal did not think that
This was a healthy life style for her mother
The same opinion came
From her cousins, sisters and brothers
But that didn’t stop her
From her selfish and irresponsible ways
Not even the pastors at the local church
Or how many times her children pray
Although in Crystal’s eyes
To the consequences her mom was blinded
But she could always glance at the scars on her wrist
To be unpleasantly reminded

By Glenn McCrary

© 2009 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)

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