RUNNING IN PLACE

Running in place

inside empty spaces

making love to empty faces.

Trying to orchestrate moments

that will change your life forever.

But it’s a never ending story, no glory among thieves;

stealing your self esteem. Spilling your purity on the enemy’s

bed sheets.

It’s a dead beaten path, so you laugh at the pain

to sustain just an ounce of your sanity.

Convincing yourself of your own vanity

pretending they love you for you.

But a hard dick doesn’t have emotion

just a deep motion that helps you escape

the un-faced reality of the next dawning.

All night moaning, never owning

he didn’t even make you cum.

But its not about what you ought to have,

you just want status as the No. 1 chick in his contact list.

But you resist the fact there’s a flaw in your plan to fuck every man you can

while your pussy is still young  and wet.

But you’re more than just a hole.

See a hard dick can’t love you

it loves only pussy.

And if he

cant hold you and tell you you’re beautiful

and special and MEAN IT

and you can feel it in your spirit;

then dig it…that cat ain’t for you.

He just wants to be in you.

So defend the you that you are.

Descended from warrior queens &

sculpted from the sands of Zion; the protector of Judah’s Lion.

You are half of the beginning of time & half the beginning of life.

You illuminate the moon because you give birth to suns.

So if a brother ain’t “G” enuf to see…move on.

You don’t have to run in place inside empty spaces, making love to empty faces…

Stand still… your king will

come… ©2012 S.H.