Caught up in a world forced to turn no matter if you want to dance
Words fall on deaf ears for power is the only chance
To accomplish a cause to be recognized without being patronized
But surprise!
I'm a woman
My powers of seduction are as dangerous as a predators stalk
I don't need to have sex with you to demand your respect as I walk
I seduce you with words and control your gaze above my blouse and leave you
breathless without a peak or a sigh
For the venom I whisper is more tantalizing than what awaits in between my
thighs
Realize my beauty is stronger than my perfect form
For I can seduce even if my figure is far from the considered standards of
pretty's norms
I speak with passion because I know no other way to say
What is on my mind and how to solve everything you cannot simply wave away
Beware the woman that has a mind
For that will end the ignorance of the whores that poison mankind
And men will be forced to start listening and realizing our worth and making
the change instead of the games
Chivalry is dead and women are to blame
I am but a puppet to my heart's passion
In the crudeness of the night
Truth and shadows mimic the twilight
And things that hide in the light
Become plainly and vividly in sight
There is a rawness to utter darkness
It is, in my opinion, what many fear
Because inside your head, free of noise, it is a coward that always appears
As dawn lifts the sky and the sunlight draws near
Your reality begins. Enjoy your life of sin.

"This passion, this burn, this fire... it will consume me eventually."
Me, myself, & my mic

"My touch sets the pace as I lace my fingers around it's thin waist, and my voice sends static music that hypnotizes you without a choice, and my words? Oh, my words. They are the potency behind my sweet lips poetic bite. Just me, myself, & my mic.
Self Portrait
My body aches with desire
My fingers itch with passion
My mind yearns for truth
My heart screams for compassion
Live with purpose
Fight for a cause
Find reason for each breath you take
Because everyone dies
But not everyone lives
My fingers itch with passion
My mind yearns for truth
My heart screams for compassion
Live with purpose
Fight for a cause
Find reason for each breath you take
Because everyone dies
But not everyone lives
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Surprise!
Posted by Kay Martiatu at 9:21 AM
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2 comments:
Genious!!! I could have said it better!! The we are treated is because of the way we allow ourselves to be treated as women! We are the problem and solution!! Lets tap into our worth and our internal intellgence and start raising our young girls to have a respect for themselves that our youg men will respect and love! you killed it mama! love you!
I could have not^^said it better! ( sry I didn't reread before I poseted my comment)
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