Our Roses Are Growing In Her Hands
I loved him
When he called me wife
But detested his real part
The basic part of myself
Jolted
Tiptoeing all over
His back
With kisses
Of death
A once again goddess
A woman to natural men
His unnatural self hiding shame
After I was found
My face
Was gone
The sheets were
White with innocence
Once the blood
Was rinsed free to cover his guilt
Her ordered slow but quick death
I didn’t know what to do
With the
Cross he yoked around my neck
A sacrifice of our son
Fathers lay to blame
By evil
Behind the scenes
Beckoning male egos
To themselves
The black soil
And my anointed crown
My heart broken, lost in pieces
Pierced
Again
I was so pirated away
I couldn’t figure
If I would
Live
The rest of my life
Or Rest In Peace
Or revive
Revive now!
All of me!
Wiped out no more
Running in blades of war
Knowing
What rattles everywhere
Again
Trees in decay to spurt
Noses to pick up the scent
I lost track of, then found
The Cycle through the jasmine
Of mens’ hatred
And jealousy
Towards womankind
I am womankind
My conscience
And social days
With gorgeous amounts of beauty
Left
In communion with the divine
For preparation
Of a kindred soul
For something greater
A tabernacle
A throw into
Long life
A field of flowers
A tower of treaties
Behind me
A world of words
Before me
To lead the gods and man
Women to harken
Back towards freedom
A move into the riptide
A riptide of natural
Motion
A calm within my one storm
Nothing left to wonder
Assigned trouble with nonchalant
Nothing contrary
Heroic fight in flight
Turbulence lifted
Disaster weighted
Reason
Rescued
The fire
Became a sole burning flame
Amid
Everything black
It resonated
Well
Here
There too
I ripped out my gut
And the pink came to life
I put it back
Healed
For sun to see
And special days
To come about
Here
In the blue lake of life
With my lover beckoned
So humanity would be called
By its mother
To its root
For karma was here
And my child Anubis
In my third eye
Reflected
While I
Wore another scar
Un-hardening, softening
Producing one glare
For a coming beaut
Called before nature to serve
I’m to just be
Me
The One
Bruises to become undone
Coming passion
About the
Big ripples already here
Creating craters
And stars
And madness among the befallen gods
For justice
Little insights
Big spectaculars
And darkened soil
For the roses
To grow
In hand
To lay about the coming days
It’s for me to design
To ripen.
When he called me wife
But detested his real part
The basic part of myself
Jolted
Tiptoeing all over
His back
With kisses
Of death
A once again goddess
A woman to natural men
His unnatural self hiding shame
After I was found
My face
Was gone
The sheets were
White with innocence
Once the blood
Was rinsed free to cover his guilt
Her ordered slow but quick death
I didn’t know what to do
With the
Cross he yoked around my neck
A sacrifice of our son
Fathers lay to blame
By evil
Behind the scenes
Beckoning male egos
To themselves
The black soil
And my anointed crown
My heart broken, lost in pieces
Pierced
Again
I was so pirated away
I couldn’t figure
If I would
Live
The rest of my life
Or Rest In Peace
Or revive
Revive now!
All of me!
Wiped out no more
Running in blades of war
Knowing
What rattles everywhere
Again
Trees in decay to spurt
Noses to pick up the scent
I lost track of, then found
The Cycle through the jasmine
Of mens’ hatred
And jealousy
Towards womankind
I am womankind
My conscience
And social days
With gorgeous amounts of beauty
Left
In communion with the divine
For preparation
Of a kindred soul
For something greater
A tabernacle
A throw into
Long life
A field of flowers
A tower of treaties
Behind me
A world of words
Before me
To lead the gods and man
Women to harken
Back towards freedom
A move into the riptide
A riptide of natural
Motion
A calm within my one storm
Nothing left to wonder
Assigned trouble with nonchalant
Nothing contrary
Heroic fight in flight
Turbulence lifted
Disaster weighted
Reason
Rescued
The fire
Became a sole burning flame
Amid
Everything black
It resonated
Well
Here
There too
I ripped out my gut
And the pink came to life
I put it back
Healed
For sun to see
And special days
To come about
Here
In the blue lake of life
With my lover beckoned
So humanity would be called
By its mother
To its root
For karma was here
And my child Anubis
In my third eye
Reflected
While I
Wore another scar
Un-hardening, softening
Producing one glare
For a coming beaut
Called before nature to serve
I’m to just be
Me
The One
Bruises to become undone
Coming passion
About the
Big ripples already here
Creating craters
And stars
And madness among the befallen gods
For justice
Little insights
Big spectaculars
And darkened soil
For the roses
To grow
In hand
To lay about the coming days
It’s for me to design
To ripen.