Black Poetry : the other...

MissPoetik

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Every night after I love my man
I willingly let him go
And I try the very best that I can
To be strong when I’m alone

Before he goes he’ll kiss my belly and say
“Take care of my first little seed.”
I just smile and whisper “okay.”
And then I let him be

I don’t worry about the other chick
I know that I come first
The only thing that makes me sick
Is that this household he has cursed

She is the one with solid detest
For what he does for me
I find it strange that she gets stressed
And filled with jealousy

Religiously I pray
For him to return to me unharmed
As I wish for him to stay
Between the safety of my arms

I don’t mind the fact that he cheats
Because he’s taking care of home
The other woman is the “streets
And freely I let him roam…
 

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