Cursed · Lost and Found · Pimped By the KKK · Slave · You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Women
I was enchanted by this warlock of love
I thought I was loved by him, I fell in and
became mislaid in his world
Entrapped by him, my body and soul were
unknown to all his worldly ways
He mystified my mind, my thoughts were no
longer my own, he replaced them with his
twisted illusion of what love was supposed to be
My weakness in his arms left me voided, only
to be filled by his warped since of being
my true self was silenced by this warlock of love
But with open eyes I came to see that the
warlock was only a boy and in reality I was
the one who controlled this curse of love
A curse which had plagued me for years was
easily broken within a blink of an eye, with the
pure kiss of self worth
My heart longs for the world to call me by
my ancestral name
while time serves as the dirt covering my
ancestors grave
The bread crumbs left on the trail to help
me find my way home
was eaten up by an eagle, dissolved by crescent
moons and six point stars
And my heart is crying because everyone is
laying claim to my place
suicide bombings, war and conflict, turn a
once Holy Land into a desolate place
While I sit here lost, envying your extensive
family trees and native tongues
the way you look too the old country, the fact you
have a heritage to pass to your sons
While I'm drowning in your identity and
your way of lifemy whole perception of living is governed by
well planned lies
But I won't continue to let myself grope
at noon day
because Yahweh has taken the glare from my
eyes and shown me the way
Now I can grow and the seed of my tree
will be Abraham
and the branches on that tree will be the
12 Lost Tribes of IsraelAnd though some branches were broken
they will grow again
mentally freed slaves will populate those branches
and my name will be among them
And if I allow Yahweh's divine wisdom to
work through me
then I will see the new beginning and then I will
truly be free
Still eating like a slave
Backaches, high-blood pressure
Early trips to the
Grave
Drug dealing, guns, drive bys',
And sex for sel
Hustling, neglecting babies, disrespecting
Females
Pimps, gold diggers, B's and
Hoes
Anything to take care of your family
To bad you're selling out there
Souls
Your hair is so nappy and you
so black Jokes
Hating on light skins saying
Their wannabe white
Folks
Relaxers, hot combs and
Silky straight Weaves
Staying out of the sun, steady using
bleaching Cream
Cause you can't afford to be any darker
Then you Are
Self-hate is your disease
And your color is your scar
Climbing the corporate ladder while pushing your
Brother down in the Process
Spreading the legs, making the babies
And leaving the mother to collect the welfare
Checks
Thinking slavery ended just because
abe lincoln said it did
not realizing that the mind games
played on us during slavery governs the
way we now live
Now I could go on and on with all the
Things that go down in our Lives
But will it be enough to make you stop, listen and open
up your Eyes
And realize if any of these examples are a description
Of your ways
Then brother and sisters know that you have been officially
pimped by the Kkk
How happy was I that I found love in such
A evil time
And it lay within a man who was silently strong
And fine
Love left our wedding day to be remembered
Though we didn't have much
We became our own masters that day through
Gods loving touch
I couldn't imagine this day my happiness
Would end
That fateful night my husbands silent strength
Had the voice of a million men
Which caused him not to come to me on
Our wedding night
It was master who showed his face instead
And took MY husbands life
Now I slave away with this evil growing
Inside of me
9 months later it shows its face pale as
Can be
This light skinned baby has taken my love
From me
And I am torn because this forced creation
Is a part of me
I love her , I hate her please take away
This pain
It is not right for a mother to feel this
Way
My master, My master he is the one to
Blame
He raped my soul and tortured my body
Now he's taking my baby away
How could he? I 'll tell you why, his profit will
Be nice
As master say "a nigger baby with a drop of
White blood will sell for a high price"
Oh I guess I should be happy, she'd be a
house Nigger
Continually raped by her master and her babies
Sold to the highest bidder
In the world of slavery love is a curse that pays
A high price
First a husband, then a baby and finally this
womans life
You make me feel like a natural woman
I get excited every time that I'm around you
You make me feel like a natural woman
Formed with the dust completed by the rib inside you
You make me FEEL
When I wake up in the morning you look at me
Like I'm the most beautiful woman you've ever seen
You look at me like I'm a rare delicacy that you just have to taste
I look in to your eyes and see into your mind
all the things you want to do to me
So many adj. and verbs that Webster's dictionary couldn't contain it
MAN! I can't explain it
Your love is so passionate and yet so pure
You disinfect my soul with every touch
Fueled by marital bliss and intellectual stimulation
I know this is more than lust
Your natural feel, sex appeal
Blends deep down into my bones
Your love sticks to my ribs
Keeps me from getting chills
And bonds our kindred souls
And you know that I'm digging
Every little thing you
Do
From the way you make your Kool-Aid taste like now n laters
To the way you love me through and
Through
Being with you makes me feel the
True purpose of making
Love
Meant for man and wife, to enjoy and create
Life
Ordained by the one above
You make me feel like
the Israelite princess that
I am
Strong enough to stand on my own two feet
But woman enough to submit to
My man
Because I know that he completed me
By way of you
With Yahweh as our tie, together you and I
There's nothing we can't do
You make me feel so beautiful
You make me feel know other woman could compare
You make me feel so H20
Undeniably, Indefinably, natural
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