The Secret Life of Bees, a poem

I hear I can’t think of one thing I rather have than someone loving me

it sounds so heavenly

sharing pieces of me

having a family building a legacy

my sanity reminds me this is a fantasy

it’s no mystery our society glorifies toxicity

I don’t want to be picked

random convenient

I want to be chosen

deliberate preference

I hear black boys don’t come back home

violently attacked just for being black

JB is everything to me

Most High God I beg of thee

protect him take me

uninstall the previous hurt and pain

break every chain for his gain

my ancestors hung from a tree

and we're still not free

their blood nourishes the soil

making them riches causing us turmoil

seems things are only getting worse

what’s the verse

and we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose

venomous murderous they poisoned us

I want out of the darkness

I’m losing my breath beaten unconscious

called a coward silent

owned by the government confinement

maybe we're not a part of the purpose

Most High don't allow them to hurt us

alignment or abandonment

reprogram my brain I’m going insane

I wish life was like a game

where I could start over new username

and have good times dy-no-mite

for a lifetime

I hear it’s my time to die and your time to live

what is life with no love

I scream to the heaven above

I hear there is no perfect love

love is not pure or limitless

I cry as I watch this movie

so much going on inside of me

…will I ever live my life blissfully peacefully

worrying about me and not you you the others my sisters and brothers

It's my time to live

fuck all that love I used to give

I don't forget I may not even forgive

I used to be a girl's girl... but you bitches are showing me why it's called a man's world

to be continued