Black Poetry : A letter to my King

LibertyLady

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Where is my king...
Have you seen him..?
I used to fall for a Prince..
no ...not anymore...
A prince takes his horse
and run always leaves my happy home.

Is it because i,m not sweet ?
no..
Is it because i have nothing to share?
a lot of love..
Is it because i dont know what i want ?
shure maybe that is what scares them off

So now i,m looking for my King...
cause he stands strong....
he wont go for the back and ford stuff
he has done that all.

My king will come in to my world
but wont let me fall.
With his cape of warmth..
he,ll cover the cold
Gods love and wisdom...
is his strength and power.
For he will not abuse me
confuse me
lie or cheat
or make promisses he wont keep.

He knows that is not his role..
He will take care of me.......
as his own.

He knows that love is about giving
So ....where is my king ?
Have you seen him?
I,m waiting for ya..

Love ....
a Queen
.
 
from top flyte wit eyez on the prize
whispers heard intently throughout
da mask of air waves
my heart bumps to da essence of
every cry
forth i am thou King of compassion
one so not to speaketh of false trend
yet of truth unto da Queenth soul
seek not far look up to da ski where i fly !

ya KING
 

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