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To Be A Queen

Years ago I worked with a young lady who would always call me Queen. It was her nickname for me, when I would ask her why she always called me that... she would just shrug her shoulders and say..." Cause that is what you are to me"....
Many years have past... and many test and tribulations have I seen...
Now... I have an idea of what a Queen really is



To be a Queen...
this definition may not be
what some think it may mean

No ...
A Queen is not just a
Voluptuous Sistah with
full hips poured into her jeans

See... A Queen
is not defined by her
race or color
Or her creed...
Her royal influence
is balanced in the mouths
she feeds...and the length
of time it takes for her
to put her daughters hair in beads.

She's a Queen
for staying in the kitchen
taking the heat
working 2 jobs
always on her feet
making a way...
no matter what she gotta do
Queen makes a way for true...
kids look good
yet there are holes in the bottom
of her shoes...

Real Queens...pay there dues...
While paying every kinda bill
You can imagine...
Always Humble
no tongue waggin
Unless you mess with
One of her own
Cause then...
Its War...Full Blown
Just when you thought
You had her figured
she is the woman ready
to pull that trigger
makin sure those she loves
always have a place
to lay there head and feet

But don't be an enemy...
cause she'll leave your ass
dead in the street...
Like road Kill
A Real Queen does Nothing
against her will...

But she will do plenty
out of ...need and even more
for Love...
When it comes to breaking
down walls of deception
A Real Queen Pushes.. and Shoves

You wont walk all over her
cause you have no idea what
Queen has been thru...
Bearing the weight of the world

On her shoulders...
responsibilities heavy like boulders
till her soul is black & blue

Yet...
there is nothing A Real Queen
wont do for you...
Soothe you..
late at night..
lay upon her breast
The Queen'll make you feel alright

Yeah...
A Real Queen prays...
in fact that's how she makes it thru
most of her days...

without snappin
over some of the crazy shit
that always like to happen
when she is around...

The Queen is always on duty
she never sits down...
She cleans the house
cooks the food...
puts the  children to bed
and leaves out for work
with out making a sound

She knows...
her worth...
and  from whence she has come
She holds her head up high...

No matter what she has done....
You wont call her out of her name
no matter how ignorant you are...

It's something about
the way her head tilts
when she talks...

It's something about the purpose
in her walk...
She is powerful...

It's something about the way
she carries herself...
after all she has been through...

Dignified woman..
Of every color and Hue...
Yes...
I Celebrate The Queen
that lives in each and
Every...
One
Of
You
Written by Firebyrd
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