Spiritual Sisters
Spiritual Healing Serene Salad
Spiritual Voices Creativity Bakery
To Hear It ToldAnd to hear it told
I was nothing but a woman
A mere child
A source to breed your child
When my voice was roaring
All I heard from you was snoring
Apparently what I had to say
Wasn't that important anyway
There I was lapping up your affection
Unaware
That you were nothing more than a communicable infection
Eating away at all the good in me
Unapologetically
As if I was chained I waited for release
But you'd have been happy to keep me on my knees
Like a good little woman who aims to please
I changed the lock, can't replace your keys
Not gonna be your misdemeanor, restraining order queen
No baby momma drama scream till I make a scene
Little boys not men prey on the strength impaired
Take a look in my eyes do I appear to be scared?
Can't stop this force,
Wont quite MY voice
The height of my light shall not be towered
It's not that I'm valiant; you're just a coward
To hear it told
I'm every bit a woman
Strong, beautiful, blessed, and bold.