Poetry

Devoted sister with your mister ?

Sisters devoted to each other, not us.
Were still on discovering, who wants to abuse, misuse this trust of the sisterhood,
I have something to say this day!

I slept with your partners not one but two, who knew.
Of course, I didn’t mean it, it was something I’m not proud of,
but I can pretend I didn’t start none. 
It wasn’t me, I’m not to blame, I don’t feel shame!
I won’t even say sorry, because that’s not needed, you know its long ago,
I’ve told you now, so just let go.
Were others going to tell me instead? 
You thought shit get it out of this head?

I’m staying at her house, she’s cooking, she’s washing my clothes, giving me the care of a host who loves you most.
So yes, I don’t need to say sorry explain anything,  she’s my sister you see, she doesn’t need anything,
For she’s the one you go to,
to show to, your pain and suffering, and your life’s hard lessons not any blessings…
She will honour you, respect you, trust you.
No she’s not the fool.
She’s just the one who knows, how to flow,
to let go of the ones who don’t know.
The shadows that feed, and keep loop, loop, looping in the wheel.
 
What sister you ask, well I have four,
Which ones did adore,
my fellas, in the night, to try and cause a fight.
Was it one, was it two?
Can forgiveness come through?

Yet they speak of the horrors of life, and all they suffer of others, there partners, there’s kids and strife with this here life.

This sister says, enough now, no more now, accountability I’m given back to you.
I have my own to do….

 

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Dont forget you xxx

3 January 2023

Right words ?

3 January 2023