Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Promises

A promise is a promise
No matter how it goes
A promise is a promise
No matter how it grows
I write for love
I write for life
I write for hate
I write for spite
I write because
What I want
What I love
Can't be found
In what I read
Like a sparrow to dove
Women who save the world
Women who are knights
Women who fight for themselves
Women who fight for right
Black heroines who are loved
Cherished and admired
Black heroines who are princesses
Trapped in spires
Though my heart lay in fantasy
In worlds yet unseen
I never see myself
In the pages between
Am I not worthy?
Am I not strong?
Am I not beautiful?
Am I so wrong?
I want the unthinkable
I want it more and more
A lesbian knight saving her black princess
Perhaps by a seashore
There is no moral to this tale
No happy after all
Just pain and hurt and want
Bruises of the fall
I want to say so much
Fight with all my might
You will not reduce me so
I won't suffer this plight!
But I am tired now
And disappointed in myself besides
I should have avoided the woes
That nightly, my soul rides
I should have been stronger
I should have been better
I should have known more
I should have fought together
With whom, I can't say
Just someone that's not here
Because in their absence
I can blame myself for my fear
Fear of home
Fear of roam
Fear of health
Fear of wealth
I don't fear these things
I just can't get them
The glass overhead
Covered in men
Who clear their throats at me
"Ahem"
White asses overhead
All the livelong day
Forgive me if once in a while
I dare to look away

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