Sweet words like a summer oasis

I sought solace in my brothas from white racists

They called me sister, queen, goddess, filled me with complements

and for a minute... i was comforted and connected to the sentiment.

For my brother's reverence

the typical patriarchal occurance

he wanted my subserviance and deference

he wanted me to be chaste, cover up, dont be sexual or risque

putting my assets on display

he claims he'd neva respect me

if i looked that way

says thats not ok.

claims its for my best interests

so i'm not exploited, used, taken advantage against

since when did i need protection for my sexuality?

From my sexuality?

Tryna keep otha men from fucking me

like property or a spoiled commodity?

If you really want to protect me

then CONTROL and CHECKyourselves,

for YOU are a woman's greatest threat
and enemy.

My pussy, my mind, my body

not your territory

I OWN IT ALL.

Control your own dick,

take responsibility for it

and your sexual feelings that come with it

do not try to control mine

and whether or not I want to show ass or tit.

your respect and reverence for me means miniscule
if it involves controlling me

and letting you rule.

Poem: Don't Love Me

Don’t Love Me.

Don’t love me because I am not worthy of the little bit of love you give.

Needy

Moody

Wanting

Unfulfilled

You know you could have more if you want it

Couldn’t you?

You don’t even have to give much in return because there is always somebody else that is

Waiting

Wanting

Breathing your air

Offering you her

Everything.

And anything

All that is missing

Is you

And she is waiting.

Don’t love me because I can’t handle what little love you give me

I want more

I want it right

I want it right now

And later then

I want it the same all the time

And improving all the time

I want to carry it with me

To give me a boost

But a little is never enough

And you want a lot for it.

My momma tried to tell me how to get the love from you

Cook

Clean

Nurture

No sass

No lip

No other but you.

My needs last

Put you forward

Step behind

Forgive your transgresses

Worship my king

Whore the bed

Lady the streets

Never vice-versa

Wives can get ruined

Allow a man to be a man

Because a man will be a man.

But don’t love me

Cause I didn’t follow suit

Tried to come into my own

Be my own

Have my own

mind

Do my own thang

Thought I was equal

With the freedom to be

Freedom to change

Freedom to improve

That took me further and further away from you

Further away from the woman you knew

For which you were not grateful

And did not want

But it was pussy you owned

And belong to no other

So you thought.

Don’t love me

But I’ll beg for it

Plead for it

Do anything for it

For validation

Admiration

Attention

Affection

Put it into words

Put it into action

Am I not worthy of the love I want

The little love you give

And then some?

Don’t love me.

I’m not worthy of it

Can never rightly be apart of it

But I’ll wither and die without it.