No Means No

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    No Means No
    I didn't ask for your hands on me.
    No means no.
    I didn't ask for you money.
    No means no.
    I didn't ask for your protection.
    No means no.
    I didn't ask for your body.
    No means no.
    Who told you that you had the right?
    To take my body in the middle of the night?
    Who gave you permission to try to control me?
    Why wouldn't you just let me be?
    You say you got game, but you won't let me go.
    What don't you understand? No means no.
    If a man hits me, he does it one time.
    Ain't nobody gonna control this body of mine.
    I don't have to let you take me, what don't you understand?
    You need to quite acting like somebody's daddy, and try to act like a man.
    I don't want your cash, and I don't want your love.
    No means no.
    I don't care if you're begging me.
    No means no.
    I've told you once, and I'll tell you once more--
    I'm sick of your mess, and no means no.

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    JacLiz2 commented on No Means No

    08-03-2011

    As adults, we're all responsible for nurturing the minds of young ones. Good poem.
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    littleonyx

    08/05/2011

    Thank you so much! It's very much appreciated!

    badgerbutterfly commented on No Means No

    05-15-2009

    Love This Poem Well said....Some Guys just don't get it!!...Keep on smiling
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    cherrymccloud commented on No Means No

    04-08-2009

    Thanks in so many ways.
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    KingGeorgeII commented on No Means No

    03-12-2009

    Good job expressing yourself! I see that you have a few poems. Are you ready to publish them. Check out my book website at (www.LifeisHurricanes.com) Holla
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    heymily commented on No Means No

    02-06-2009

    Wow. That was completely heart felt. I think there are so many of us that go through the same *@*@! ... well done.
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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