I want you to write this to the perfect painting
A Mona Lisa-esque image shadowed by humilty
Finding whats mine, strength & ability
Queens can't be bought
Born to lead, never needing to be taught
Goddess of curiosity
Wouldn't you like to know
Mystery deprived of me
A spirit so exuberant
Like the Nile's slow and steady flow
Possession of internal jewels
Displaying all that is inside of me
For, who are you to treat such jewels like rocks
Priceless sold for cheap to relieve overstock
But the queendom is always prosperous
Even when some queens ain't down for us
They wanna be the main ones doubting us
So we leave them in clouds & dust
And as time goes by, I speed up my pace
Grass always greener and well worth the wait
Why focus on the stride, longevity is what I chase
Trickin off my destiny at a high rate
Neva dumb founded when I hit a fence or gate
I'm safe...or bate?
So good..or great?
The reaction is never fake when the outcome is fate
2 comments:
lovely earrings (are they persl)
love the Bob too
and love the poem
but queens are taught by morther queens
that is the nature of the earth that brings life int the world
i totally love the poem
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