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WANTING HER

 

There is another fugitive from justice

Too much love

Too much time.

How is it possible years are rebuffed

While the wisdom grows?

Is there an answer to confusion

If the question is too obtuse to comprehend?

Where are the goalposts?

Where is the finish line?

            You say you don’t know

            But looking at you one can see

            That you are headed somewhere

            Even within the parameters of self-doubt

            Having seen where the doubters go –

            To some unknown deity of their own.

            While believers shout their prayers

            In a rhythmic blast that stuns the ears

            Having never heard Mahalia

            Or Leontyne Price or Ella or Dionne

            And thus lacking the root of faith

Which is the woman’s heart

At the bottom of it

Calming and directing men to achieve

More than aggravate

To build for their babies sake

To avoid conflict

And build a business base

            Thus we see feminine power

            Reflected in the man she wants

            Able to embody her desires

            Willing to accommodate her moods

            And more than anything,

wanting her                       

         191004.1

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