Mar
9
I DON’T WANT TO BE TOUCHED
MY BODY IS BRANDED BY FIERY TOOLS THAT LEAVE
MARKS THAT CAN’T BE WIPED OFF
I DONT WANT TO BE SEEN
BY PERVERTS WHO STRIP ME TO FIND THEIR NAME
AND TRY TO CLAIM ME AS THEIR PROPERTY
I DON’T WANT TO BELONG
TO CONNOISSEURS OF FLESH
WHO HUNT TO TAKE ME TO THEIR SLAUGHTER
I DON’T WANT TO BE TOUCHED
MY BODY IS BRANDED BY FIERY TOOLS THAT LEAVE
MARKS THAT CAN’T BE WIPED OFF
Mar
9
Mar
9
Artwork by Steven Barber
GIRLFRIEND
BITTER IS MY NEW GIRLFRIEND HER NAME IS SISTER
SHE SHIELDS ME FROM THE PAIN
HANDED TO ME BY WANNABE NUNS
COVERED IN BLACK RIGHTEOUSNESS…
AND SUNNY SMILES
I wrote this poem when I was in pain after being deceived by a sista. There are many sister Mary Jane’s who will try to rob you of what you luv and value most. I have struggled so hard to not be bitter, The loss turned into damage that is hard to forget. I looked for a light to guide me back to feel safe. So I connected to God to help me forgive and find the strength to continue my destiny. I am so thankful for my enduring life .
The winds that sometimes take something we love, are the same that bring us something we learn to love. Therefore we should not cry about something that was taken from us, but, yes, love what we have been given. Because what is really ours is never gone forever.” ~BOB MARLEY
Mar
9
Mar
9
When you’re judged by a brothers feeble mind
He’ll take you to a place you will never find.
He thinks he knows what a womans about.
His gifts are wrapped with ribbons of doubt.
He says ‘you’re gettin’ there, sister, you’re gettin’
there. Don’t despair, you’re gettin there.’
He opens you up, expressing his toys of care.
Oh God help you! If he finds something rare.
He’ll swallow your dreams expect a sacrifice of soul.
Don’t cry baby, don’t scream, don’t question his control.
He says ‘you’re gettin’ there, sister, you’re gettin’
there. Don’t despair you’re gettin’ there.’
Why do you trust him with this precious stone?
Your very heart, God claimed as his own.
Past flaws carved by many hands that trembled.
Inspected by a crowd of friends he assembled.
He says ‘you’re gettin’ there, sister, you’re gettin’
there. Don’t despair you’re gettin’ there.’
When he sees you broken, thats the key.
It opens up a cage he made for free.
‘You deserve a medal, you passed the test.’
But he’ll compare you to all the rest.
He says ‘you’re gettin’ there, sister, you’re gettin’
there. Don’t despair you’re gettin’ there.’
He encouraged your lover with tainted perception.
Told you you’re the reason for the deception.
You’re not soft and inviting like whats her name.
So you lost, its time to bare the shame.
He says ‘you’re gettin’ there, sister, you’re gettin’
there. Don’t despair, you’re gettin’ there.’
He said ‘Jesus hung on a cross for all to see.
Now its time for you to prove yourself to me.’
When you can’t,`Selfish’ will be your new name.
He’ll call you a monster he couldn’t tame.
‘You’re gettin’ there, sister, you’re gettin’
there. Don’t despair, you’re gettin’ there.’
Jesus said Im not lost, Im found and not alone.
I Ask God to hold my heart, A precious stone.
He’s the only brother who understands.
My flaws are beauty in his hands.
Jesus says ‘You are there, my sister, you are there.
Don’t despair, you are there.’
