Mean, Mean, Mean Bite!

I wrote this in 2008. I felt chained, bound and blindfolded. But my mind was free. So it took me places. Places I hope my weary flesh will follow to, as I trudge on ...

You choose to hate me
I respect you for that
You choose to curse me
I respect you for that
You choose to insult me
I respect you for that
I respect you, I respect you ...

I would have never known
How it feels to be worth less than the ground we walk on
Because of you, now I know
I would have never known
How it feels to be hungry
Because of you, now I know
I would have never known how it feels to be poor
Because of you, now I know
I respect you
Because of you, no one can call me weak
Because of you, I know real strength

When I'd come home to the echo
Of me cold room
I was strong
Because I had a place to call home
When hunger rumbled in my tummy
I was strong because
I had a cup of coffee
When I walked for hours
Till I broke a sweat
I was strong because
I had a pair of shoes
I was strong
Because I had the strength to walk
When the cold bit my cheeks every morning
I was strong,
At least I had gloves for my hands

Because of you, I know the worth of tears
Never to be wasted
You made me cry
But the last time I cried
Was the last
Never again
Why?
Because of you, I AM STRONG

As I was writing
You were sitting across me
Yes, one of your evil meetings
I sat there, looked at you
The emotion just rose within me
Why?
Because its so strong
So fresh
Its almost revolting