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Listen The Fuck To Me!
I will stand before you, naked and unashamed.
To show you I come under no false pretenses.
I am confused by “Mankind”, “The Brotherhood”.
The beating of your chests,
Your Kunta Kinte, Mandingo mentality.
I hear you brother…
You say women are too independent.
We’ve usurped your position in the household.
I step back as a woman in the acceptance of submission.
I look to you as my Protector and my Provider.
I trust in your word when you say, “Baby, I got you.”
I trust that when you said it’s taken care of, it is done.
I trust that you take YOUR OWNERSHIP OF ALL THAT I AM…
SERIOUSLY.
For you see, I’m selective with my choices of caretakers.
I’m in pain because one too many times has a man,
Not only failed to protect his Queen, Me…
He’s the culprit of the crime.
And in a relationship, I AM THAT WOMAN
Who will say, “You hurt me, please fix it.”
I Won’t, Don’t, Will not run at the first sign of trouble…
I will wait. I will watch.
I don’t want to start the process over.
It is hard. It is exhausting.
I want THAT man I have established something with.
Again brother, YOU hurt your Queen, Me…
By disinheriting YOUR responsibility of your crime.
Not acknowledging that your actions or lack there of…
Directly affects me.
Your lies, half truths have the same effect as a hollow point bullet.
It draws blood. My blood.
You shrug your shoulders and tell me, your Queen…
The Innocent.
To either suck it up and deal with it or walk away.
You’ve created the woman who does NOT know how
To trust a man with her most SACRED possession…
Her Heart.
Who will step around YOU, brother, to handle business…
You call her Too Independent. Too Strong. Too Bitter.
I call her Too Hurt. Too Bruised. Too Defeated.
I CALL HER ME.
To show you I come under no false pretenses.
I am confused by “Mankind”, “The Brotherhood”.
The beating of your chests,
Your Kunta Kinte, Mandingo mentality.
I hear you brother…
You say women are too independent.
We’ve usurped your position in the household.
I step back as a woman in the acceptance of submission.
I look to you as my Protector and my Provider.
I trust in your word when you say, “Baby, I got you.”
I trust that when you said it’s taken care of, it is done.
I trust that you take YOUR OWNERSHIP OF ALL THAT I AM…
SERIOUSLY.
For you see, I’m selective with my choices of caretakers.
I’m in pain because one too many times has a man,
Not only failed to protect his Queen, Me…
He’s the culprit of the crime.
And in a relationship, I AM THAT WOMAN
Who will say, “You hurt me, please fix it.”
I Won’t, Don’t, Will not run at the first sign of trouble…
I will wait. I will watch.
I don’t want to start the process over.
It is hard. It is exhausting.
I want THAT man I have established something with.
Again brother, YOU hurt your Queen, Me…
By disinheriting YOUR responsibility of your crime.
Not acknowledging that your actions or lack there of…
Directly affects me.
Your lies, half truths have the same effect as a hollow point bullet.
It draws blood. My blood.
You shrug your shoulders and tell me, your Queen…
The Innocent.
To either suck it up and deal with it or walk away.
You’ve created the woman who does NOT know how
To trust a man with her most SACRED possession…
Her Heart.
Who will step around YOU, brother, to handle business…
You call her Too Independent. Too Strong. Too Bitter.
I call her Too Hurt. Too Bruised. Too Defeated.
I CALL HER ME.
Published 22nd Jan 2012
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22nd Jan 2012 7:40pm
as i was reading this piece
so many emotions were released
& though i have never treated any woman that way
i have witnessed the sad truths you do say
& i feel that it is time
for us men to put an ease to your minds
& that can only be truly done
if we Look To God And Follow His Holy Son...
so many emotions were released
& though i have never treated any woman that way
i have witnessed the sad truths you do say
& i feel that it is time
for us men to put an ease to your minds
& that can only be truly done
if we Look To God And Follow His Holy Son...
22nd Jan 2012 7:49pm
I shared this with a couple of my "brothers" (retired from an MC) initially they were a little off-put until my President was honest enough to point out the purpose of my poem wasn't to down men but a pleading and out pouring for change before it actually will be too late. Thank you for your feedback.
22nd Jan 2012 8:52pm
Somebody said "men are from mars and women are from Venus", but I am from Earth and we speak the same language. I sometimes can't understand the words of men, but at least we have a President who has family values and lives by them. I admire you honesty and I feel your words. I can see why you chose this as the first poem to post here, outstanding verse! jj
22nd Jan 2012 9:08pm
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22nd Jan 2012 9:36pm
and your emotion is very well captured and felt in this write :) Thank you for sharing, I enjoyed this
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