Monday, November 23, 2009

Dark to better days.

captivating
she placed her hand on the mic
she had waited for this moment
far back as she could recall

she stood there blinded by the light
both feet firm on the ground
she opened her mouth
oh the glory she delivered

she told of souls broken
hearts unhealed
men who cheated
women with closets full of bones

she was them and they
they were her
she had been a hustler
a thief & a cheater

but her words
they healed
they revealed a better day
a better way

her experience was telling
she was changed
she had found deliverance
from the depths of the words

she spoke harmony into them
she touched them with the flow
she was an addict of abuse
a diciple of deceipt

she thought as they did
she was herself a wolf
never retreating
never giving in

she was complex
a woman til the end
she had been queen and whore
a midguided beast


gentle as a rose
but be weary of her thorns
beautiful yet viscous
tormenting while soothing

she contradicted everything
they thought they knew about her
she...
she was love

she was stillettos with worn out souls
she had walked the block
been around the corner
more than a few times

she was a pimp
even a hoe
she was a genius
yet the dumbest you'd ever met

she coulda been so much more
but instead she was limited
she blocked her self
greatness hadnt become her

she was...
a woman
she was real
she was ME

it was captivating
i placed my hand on the mic
i had waited for this moment
far back as i can recall

i stood there blinded by the light
both feet firm on the ground
i opened my mouth
and the glory was delivered.

1 comment:

  1. she was stillettos with worn out souls
    she had walked the block
    been around the corner
    more than a few times

    wow....so transparent. i love this about u

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