Tribute to a Woman's Resilience
I’m to blame because I gave away my power,
All of it
The attributes that made me a woman,
I swallowed them
Like an eeriely uninvited memory
I followed him
Straight to my death
He whispered to me with icy-vicious insolent words
But a tender blues melody is all I heard.
He caressed me with unyielding palms
But in my eyes he could do no wrong.
My senses were failing and my heart depleted
But I continued to serve him all that he needed
His bidding was the murder of all that i am , he succeeded
For a time
Eventually my corpse moved and my eyes fluttered open,
I rose out of my grave
I walked out the cemetery with a purpose
Thirsty to get back all that I gave
I saw him with his usual band of merry women
So I gave chase.
Quickly my feet stuttered to a stop
I had an epiphany
My power returned with the beauty of
A moonlight symphony
I gained my senses, love, and the ability of sympathy
For myself
Now, I can comprehend the hand that was dealt
If he’s breaking you down with malicious intent
Or vile temptations
Incessantly belting out sorry like a member
Of the Temptations
Whether abuse or sleeping with women from any background
And every nation
Leave him behind with no hostility, and love him,
As a parallel creation
Soon serenity will meet you but only with
A little patience
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