Submissions by rhondasekhmetra (Rhonda Sekhmet Ra)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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"What Should I Do?"
What Should I Do?
By Rhonda Bennetone
What should I do?
Should I fall on my knees and beg for you to save me?
Should I stand open arms pleading to be with you, tell me what should I do.
Should I cover my eyes and pretend that I don’t see what you do to me?
Or should I drop my hands, shrug my shoulders and pretend that I don’t care?
Or do I dare? Raise my fist in the name of revolution until someone puts a bullet in my head and I am dead?
Should I sail the seven seas searching for someone who will ally with me?
Or should I speak words and words and...
By Rhonda Bennetone
What should I do?
Should I fall on my knees and beg for you to save me?
Should I stand open arms pleading to be with you, tell me what should I do.
Should I cover my eyes and pretend that I don’t see what you do to me?
Or should I drop my hands, shrug my shoulders and pretend that I don’t care?
Or do I dare? Raise my fist in the name of revolution until someone puts a bullet in my head and I am dead?
Should I sail the seven seas searching for someone who will ally with me?
Or should I speak words and words and...
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Queen
There is a story untold
Of a Queen once covered in gold
Someone stole her riches
And labeled her kind bitches
She is subjected to servitude
Suffering inside while the outside called rude
Her only survival was to remain subservient under the master's whip
As she bore his children from her hip
Her womb was poisoned by the oppressors force
Her dignity was stolen, she was labeled a whore
Ripped away from her king
Made to feel like less of a human being
And through it all she managed to remain strong
Even though society told her that...
Of a Queen once covered in gold
Someone stole her riches
And labeled her kind bitches
She is subjected to servitude
Suffering inside while the outside called rude
Her only survival was to remain subservient under the master's whip
As she bore his children from her hip
Her womb was poisoned by the oppressors force
Her dignity was stolen, she was labeled a whore
Ripped away from her king
Made to feel like less of a human being
And through it all she managed to remain strong
Even though society told her that...
1589 reads
7 Comments
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