Last Friday night
I thought of calling you over
Needed to quench the prolonged thirst
Minutes staggered by as the thoughts of what should have been flooded my mind
I hate to admit it though
Don’t misinterpret it for denial
Just couldn’t give you power to hurt me again
Over and over you had done it
Useless I became under your care
I ignored your abuses and lies
You were my cocaine
An addiction rehab couldn’t cure
Was scared of loosing you than loosing myself
A sacrifice that you trampled on
Leaving me heartbroken and wounded
I saw that coming
But held on hoping for a miracle that never came along
Month: May 2016
WHAT MY MAMA GAVE ME
My mama didn’t give me a booty to shake
the little patch she gave me happens to be my derriere
But with the small thing came a million plus regulations
My mama didn’t give me a pretty face to get people competing to drop me favours
Instead I got a bigger head
all that mattered was that which was hidden between the ears
My mama didn’t raise me up as a princess
I had a customized jembe even before I could make steady steps
the hustle and bustle of life
Is something I grew up knowing
This woman
never brought me up to be a housewife
told me to work hard that I may never depend on a man
a nightmare that pushes me to work hard
My mama gave me so much in little portions
Sometimes I wish it had been the opposite
but what’s the use of a face with no brain
a booty with no virginity
a princess without survival skills
with this little gifts
I’ll always be thankful to her