Please Wait!
And so its true that the pain the you feel
Finds its way like a weary stream
onto the hands of an artist
Who writes them
She wanted a slave
Unfortunately for her, shes disappointed
Cause Her soul mate can be one
But her disappointment is on her son
Get up! Get down!
Why did you stand, She shouts out!
Obey me and you will find life
Disobey and the world will crash when we are no more alive
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Whip Him with the words,
With everything I have
For He is not a son He's a slave that I have
Welts are not high enough
Not they are deep
He will heal of, heal of this.
I call this love, for I love him to dearly
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Born of my womb, you are born into slavery
Disgrace are you,
Dishonoring the womb
You're birth is a shadow
Why, Why are you, you?
He's not Him
His body is not His
I owe it,
It is mine
Slap Him,
Beat Him,
Make him know his place in my life
Without the mark of pain
He cannot be told what he has to do
For he's my slave, here come my sweet boy
I Love you
He's not a boy
He's a man
He's 22
There's a new way of love which exalts the phrase "I hate you"
In the dept of his night
He goes to his bed,
Calls Him to be His Savior
His Christ, & His Jesus
Fear tries to grip Him always when He pray
Love is miles apart
Only God loves Him
The God, named Jesus
He's afraid of women
He's afraid of them
When feminism is the talked upon
He pauses and grasp for some breath
There is a Hell that's inside Him
The hell, that teaches him to hates
But there is, as well a Heaven, which responds
Help is coming, Please Wait!
Such a heart touching post, thankyou for this.
@hopephul Beautiful poem. Love the use of onomatopoeia.