Quiet Poetry Lounge : Black Goddess

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Black Goddess


    I have prepared a place for you my King.
    I have been the eyes that you may see.
    The foot steps when you are to tired to lead.
    The shoulder when the world brings you tears.
    The laughter when there is no one there.

    The tunnel of creations to rear great kings.
    The legacy that your name lives on.
    The sister, the mother, the father, the friend, the tears and laughter
    When darkness presents.
    I have placed a rose upon your feet.
    The sanctuary that you may lay.
    The roots that is nurtured every day.
    The wisdom that God has ordained.
    No me when you see me my King.
    We are one, the tears that you bring.
    Swollen my pride to give you strength.

    Oh thy darkness that love’s within,
    The lonely of thy own turf, thy paradise without light,
    Let thee go that thou may see,
    The light of Jesus, who sits before thou cross,
    The bondage of emotions, that clutters thy thoughts,
    Thou embrace the chariots of change.

    The lights remain open,
    for thee to walk through the door,
    The battle with self, oh what a pill of self-destruct.
    The hell within inner self, why is it so hard to erase,
    I give to thee lord ,
    the love of thy heart,
    I give to thee lord,
    thy burdens of thy self,
    I give to thee lord,
    the darkness within.

    I embrace the harp of the sweet sounds of rejoice,
    I give to thee of thou most honors.
    Thy father of creations, release me oh lord of the inner spirits,
    that bound me to a hell within thy self.
    Freedom, freedom, freedom,
    I the blood of thy on hands,
    Of resurrection that my spirit be free.


    Thy lord thy Shepard, I shall not want.
    I your child thy God, have shared life labor,
    As every man of the world,
    The jungle the beast, the pain of no disgrace,
    The horror of bondage I give to thee,
    I fall upon the grounds.

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    When the world looks on many times
    The image that is represents.
    Befoul the temple which I live within.

    Woman who lives within a prison,
    Which no man understands.
    Victim within self as victimize by the world.
    She pleads for
    escape which the battle is within,
    as she prays for her
    sanity each and every day.
    Why do you linger like a cancer?
    Hidden within as those who only see the
    maze from the outside. But not within
    Oh how the struggles rips me apart
    Screaming for freedom as the walls close in.


    The man who hates God, for the like of him
    being a man. The duplication of a garbage disposables
    Which he use to label my name.
    I cry no victim story, I wear the scars
    Upon my back, and the blood in my hands.
    :heart:
     
  2. Pharaoh Jahil

    Pharaoh Jahil Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    This was very passionate, I can feel it...flow on....
     
  3. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Thank you my king, blessing be upon your house.
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    sweet the emotions is high i felt dis here
    flow on sistah
     
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