Black Poetry : IN THE GARDEN OF EDEN

[HODEE]

In the Garden of Eden
When crime took place
The forbidden happened and changed the human race
Things opened up
The sky turned all dark
There was lighting, and thunder and rain poured of course

At that time I believe God not only spoke to his man.
He walked and they talked all the time
God held mans hand

Then one day he gave him a mate to be with
She was perfect
So lovely
Everything was correct

Again I say
Something happened that day
I won’t buy into the notion it was her like they say

What ever it was
We were not there
Bible stories misconstrued to mislead us astray


:boring:

This is what I have always thought
I can’t get the idea out my head
So I am going to share an idea I have had for some time

It is why Man chases love and he sometimes never finds.

It is about why a woman loves so much but can’t keep the fire
That she is given to hold ( It is love ) like during the initial desire
The desire she stirs in a man is so hard to keep hot
It is fruitless sometimes she wears her self out

What happened was the perfection of a woman and all of her attributes split
Spread across into many others so sometimes she never seems
complete within herself or seem like she fit

So she tries to please many

Hoping she has what he likes

Buys some different parts and pieces if she lacks in the fight
Like hair, makeup, breast and things
These things don’t make her bad
They just add to her reason to scream, and they sometimes make her sad

Why can’t I be accepted the way I am?

In reality you are

Just keep searching, don’t struggle or change you will find the right ( man ) star.

Who loves your breast
Your hair and the rest
Your eyes, your curves, your lips and your ways

In the garden Man was split
He searches but can’t find
His perfect Mate he once knew

Inside it is a burn
A long lessen he seems to never learn
He tries to conquer during his life

So he runs thru the entire woman population:run:
Seeming never to settle for one
Looking for his perfect life

Not knowing confusion is his curse

If he slowed down get to know each one he dates
He can gather what he needs to recognize worth

So when Love comes calling You Man
Slow down

A Woman is the perfect mate
It doesn’t matter if she has the biggest
The longest
Hair and breast isn’t all
She has in store

Slow down get to know who you keep time with once more

Now ladies you have to be patient with us
Maybe we blew up the garden back in Eden ​

 

[watzinaname]

I really enjoyed your spin on this poet. Yes, confusion can be a curse, and not realizing the jewel that you are, can be a curse as well. Tight write.

 

[$$RICH$$]

man u out did yaself on this joint ....wow HODEE

 

[$$RICH$$]

uppin dis one back whewwww

 

[cherryblossom]

If he slowed down get to know each one he dates
He can gather what he needs to recognize worth

WORD!


This piece reminded me of an old adage: "My child, long may you live and short may you tarry, but mind whom you mate with and whom you marry."

Those are words to live by for men and women.