The EYES of A Madame

I imagined myself as a Madame in one of my former lives. I foreseen the future I’ve gambled with stones and gems and not so foreign creatures ... They were more human then you’d think But don’t tell that to the Mayor I am an abandonment ! like a broken ship but still I sailed to uncertain destinations uncertain of what I may get into And even more certain of what I could never get out of . I’ve walked a path of knowledge and laid in sexual habitats ... that only your wildest dreams could imagine Only in your wildest dream I'd imagine . 👁Only in your wildest imagination ... If you still have one left after the townsman get through with you yet. I witnessed love,dying and being reborn again. I’ve witness women crying from me taking their men into a lifetime of sin . A man that was already gone long before war arrived Long before his horse came back from the wind. But he who had the most stones seem to always cast the first sin And he who is always openly without is sometimes left to pretend . Hymmmm... shame.. shame .. shame.. Something I forgot long time ago Because the price became too expensive Right along with too much pride I’ve walked in and left a trail with my soft brown derrière in the fanciest of laces . Watched my rose pedals and pearls fall down nakedly in secrecies of places . Wore my hair in crowned jewels in the most highest of traces Laughed in drunken fear on demand In the most popular and forbidden faces I danced with wolves They loved me and knew me better than I knew my ownself . I've ate blue berries with blue birds that didn’t have many seeds to bare So we shared the same common sorrow and the same common wealth. Banged on the drums of confrontation Serenaded the flute with a little tongue Played in bed with absolutely no love When lust was fun and sharing was enough . And my girls they made plenty but plenty of really what ? Plenty of trouble Plenty of hard headed ole nuts . Big pockets and Big ole guts Loud burst of cringeworthy laughter That made my head erupt ! When calling judgement meant that people actually cared to tell you YOU weren’t enough ! Or when all the old bitter bettys ,threw salt at you and it splashed enough in your eyes so you couldn’t catch up to how fast their mouths would run ! They were so proud and boastful bearing no disguise ... I made no regrets and did not apologize I dare fret not or held any contempt I walked as a firm believer That they’ll always remember As they never seem to care for how my story began Life is so short But it's feels so much longer and fulfilled when you're just being you Even if your sin is different then mine It still comes baring the truth ! So I dare care not .. Because no matter what I say or what I do ...even if I were to try change a little they’ll never forget and And they will ALWAYS make me remember ! A new morning awaits from more talk from the town Couldn’t hide my liberation if I wanted Sometimes It’s like an unwanted prize And everytime they’d make eye contact with me I’d look and say Goooood Morning Sunshine ! I imagined how nauseous it must make one feel knowing that the same guilt would never fall asleep in my eyes ... Written Poetry By : S.N.P.