Charged
I Pray today
I am not tipped off my scales
Although against my soul
The gates of Hell will not prevail
There is a part of me
That should never be conjured up
For I am love in it's purest form
I am annoited and adorned
But beware of my thorns
A rose plucked
Will prick to remind you
I draw blood if intended to stunt my bloom
I spit venom
Like a viper
So tread lightly
I execute hits
Like a sniper
You won't be missed
Sentenced by God
So Ima lifer
I wont be getting out alive
There is not a adjective, verb or noun
That can be found
Describing my majesty
I am the fruit seed
From the tree
Created by the King of Everything
Queen destined to be
And so I am
Not bound by man's eye sight
My endsight plan
Gives me power to withstand
Shenanigans
Soul so powerful
Tsunami winds and water
Can not blow me down
I decipher North Star passages
Blindfolded
I still would be able to navigate through the underground railroad
So bold
I turn mean mugs into sippy cups
Thirsty for just a taste of my spit
My reverb be ear licks
No hair on my head
I am nappy
Like afro dred and two strand twist
Blacker than the blackest Crayola crayon
I can be found
Pulled up like Nat Turner's boot straps
Guided like Harriet Tubman's quilted maps
Spoiled rotten
Like Strange Fruit tree sap
I walk up Langston Hughes crystal stairs
With Maya Angelou Phenomenal Woman Aires
Ain't no Nikki Giovanni
But I still be Ego Tripping
Try if you may to find me slipping
Then watch
But trust I will not fall
If you aint one to help me rise
Then dont be surprised
If I cut you off like a hysterectomy
Too grown to breast feed grown babies
Liars and Pacifiers
Suck up too much energy with negativity
Believe me when I say
I pray today
I am not tipped off my scales
I live for my freedom
And I sure can't afford bail
My word is Bond