My mind has started an evolution that my body long beat it too
Kneading the pain
Showing me the peace I longed for
Evoking in me the “if fifth” high
One Guzzle and several sips
Guzzle on the knowledge:
If God is the true head of my life and I give Him all control-Not going into the ring alone.
Divine presence allowing me never to roll with the punches; upper cutting with prayers
During the overpowered rounds, keeping in mind that He has a reason for this
Right hook with my faith- my season of power filled blessings will always outweigh the challenger— I am a champion.
That’s a helluva shot; how about we sip.
If I walk with my head High, shoulders back.
Clothed in the dignity my grandmother taught me.
I can wake to dried puddles of salty pain ruining pillow cases
Mustering the strength to put my feet on the floor
Tenacity my ancestors showed me, as they moved without fear
Stomping through struggle kicking down mountains
Rising to surpass expectations
Becoming the head of households
Bringing home the bacon
Realize that I hold destiny in my hands.
Show my daughters that they can
I will gulp this shot with no chaser:
If I remember what Wisdom taught me…..
It’s just pussy.
No matter the condensation this one holds
His snug fit upon entering
The labor I put with it
I have to be more than just pussy
Building a substance behind who I am
Making love to his mind
Hell she can fuck him
We all have a pussy
But if I am the backbone he needs
That missing rib God told Him to find
Her pussy won’t matter because a 1/3 portion has never been more fulfilling a whole
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You taught me that demons cannot survive when drenched in pen ink. The ones in my mind were spit onto paper and trapped between the pages of journals.
My words were written in neat little lines but you showed me that thoughts are meant to be messy and disorganized.
Yes I love poetry!!
I love poetry.