Black Poetry : Divinity(Its been awhile)

poeticlyspeakin

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Home is where the heart is, but my heart isn't her
Occupation
Living
She’s like God to them
She’s righteous which is odd to them

Her disciples ready to assemble
Would wash her feet to get inside of her temple

Men read her words like the bible
Want her to be a wife without the title
Their idol

In the form of a female
Worship her because of perception and her detail

Get on their knees to bow to her
Vow to her

Men cling to her
Often sing to her

But she’s too high to touch and too invincible to see
Not to mention…
She belongs to me.
 

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