It’s NOT a metaphor
When I say I once met a whore
I even questioned GOD, why’d HE sent her for?
Apparently, I had a lesson I needed so much PRESSURE MORE
I began to think, are we supposed to be together OR
Was she even someone worthy to settle for?
Of course I questioned WHETHER OR
She’d add value to my life or be a "no go getter" bore
I then came to see she was a demonic narcissist
So I immediately learned I must shred her core
At first I was in pure denial, for a while
Realizing I had just drank from a poisonous vial
This woman so vile, was actually nothing more than a ty pile
And her presence sickened me, like she was a contagion running wild
Good thing she is no longer within my radius
And no demons speaking unbelievable lies persuading us
But rather, now angels have been aiding us
While Yeshua is awaiting us
Giving me strength to overcome struggles facing & plaguing us
All the while working on our personalities of polarity, oh the hilarity!
This PURPOSEFUL PARIAH has been parading us
Yet pervasively permeating lust
But now Satan and his hatred is no longer really engaging us
Because we thrive and feel alive
While we write and recite rhymes from our creativeness