Shanika Williams

While corporate haunchos are making millions

The world population reaches 10 billion

We live in a country that owes others trillions

But worst of all, a story quite small, of a girl named Shanika Williams:

Her plan was quite simple, to go through life

Be a child, a student, a woman, a wife

She was on the path to make her name

To have riches and luxuries, fortune and fame

That is not what became, she lost sight of her aim

Because out, out went her flame

She then got pregnant, dropped out of school

Started waiting on 40 acres and a mule

On her five dollar couch is where she laid

In her mom’s ghetto apartment where she stayed

She flips through a water-logged classifieds

With a fatherless baby waiting inside

But no one will hire a highschool drop out

So she continues to wait for her baby to pop out

10 years later at the local salon

Shampooing hair to provide for Tysean

Her nine year old son and reason to breathe

Who kept her going since he was conceived

She gets let go from the cosmetics institution

And resorts to methods like prostitution

But one night she decided to ride the wrong dick

And a couple months later becomes quite sick

What she derived from that one man

Was like everything else, not part of the plan

She couldn’t be sure but she thought she had AIDS

But she can’t even a afford a box of band-aids

So on her five dollar couch is where she laid

In her ghetto apartment where she stayed

With her and her son unfed and unpaid

She remained on the couch and decayed.