my poem:

She hangs around church

Yet never steps in

Where’s she’s not welcome

You’re only invited to the party

If you’re offering burdens

Give them what they want

Mental and soul capacity

Like a little lamb in captivity

Rooms full of robed men with rotten beliefs like

“Women are made for us”

In worship, pleasure and lust

With her hair too high

Her eyes too bright

Her dress too tight

“Men over women”

Is what she was taught

What’s to do when he’s the one wearing the shimmering lipstick?

Stone him and veto his get out of jail free card?

She’s lingers around church

Yet never steps in

Where’s she’s not embraced

You’re only welcomed to the congregation

If you’re offering obedience

Save your spot in heaven

Before it’s too late

Judgment day is promised

Be careful what you say

Be aware of who you kiss

Double check your closet of bones

The devils always near

And the man in the sky is watching intently

Remember who you are

But don’t cause them to think

Keep yourself normal

Keep yourself sane

Keep yourself tucked away

Three million dollar building

You can only speak to capital H

With a few sacrificing hundreds tucked in your pockets

So she waits by the wooden doors

Peeks in through the stained glasses

Pondering, “I taught they believed we’re all born equal?”

Would you accept her

If she was easier to swallow

Happiness is the unachievable goal

Are money and comfort easier to achieve?

She’s unfit for today’s society

Questioning authority

Mocking masculinity

Lock her up in a white coated room

Til she submits to The White Man’s rule

Hedonistic in nature

Beautiful by mistake

Pretty is a facade

Compliments are lies to get in between her silky thighs

Rob her of her innocence

And then condemn her for being easy

She’s floats around church

Yet never steps in

Where she’s not appreciated

She’s got the joy of a woman and freedom of a man

She can’t be fulfilled

With no womb, you can’t plant your penetrative seed

And own her property

“Man over woman”

Is what she was indoctrinated to believe

Crave the sense of belonging

Not to herself but to everybody else

She’s He, She’s Her, She’s me

Living for Him but I’m in the know

Men don’t love women

They dig deep voids and live off lifeless currency

I’ll find someone as ballsy as me

Unabashed by unconditional loving

Til then I’ll savor my peace

Honor my new beginnings

Adorn my darkness

For one untainted by righteous beliefs… #empowered, #empowerment, #women