The EYES of A Madame

I imagined myself as a Madame in one of my former lives.
I foreseen the future
I’ve gambled with stones and gems and not so foreign creatures ...
They were more human then you’d think
But don’t tell that to the Mayor
I am an abandonment !
like a broken ship
but still I sailed to uncertain destinations
uncertain of what I may get into
And even more certain of what I could never get out of .
I’ve walked a path of knowledge and laid in sexual habitats ...
that only your wildest dreams could imagine
Only in your wildest dream I'd imagine .
👁Only in your wildest imagination ...
If you still have one left after the townsman
get through with you yet.
I witnessed love,dying and being reborn again.
I’ve witness women crying
from me taking their men
into a lifetime of sin .
A man that was already gone
long before war arrived
Long before his horse came back from the wind.
But he who had the most stones
seem to always cast the first sin
And he who is always openly without
is sometimes left to pretend .
Hymmmm... shame.. shame .. shame..
Something I forgot long time ago
Because the price became too expensive
Right along with too much pride
I’ve walked in and left a trail
with my soft brown derrière in the fanciest of laces .
Watched my rose pedals and pearls fall down nakedly in secrecies of places .
Wore my hair in crowned jewels
in the most highest of traces
Laughed in drunken fear on demand
In the most popular and forbidden faces
I danced with wolves
They loved me and knew me better
than I knew my ownself .
I've ate blue berries with blue birds
that didn’t have many seeds to bare
So we shared the same common sorrow and the same common wealth.
Banged on the drums of confrontation
Serenaded the flute with a little tongue
Played in bed with absolutely no love
When lust was fun and sharing was enough .
And my girls they made plenty
but plenty of really what ?
Plenty of trouble
Plenty of hard headed ole nuts .
Big pockets and Big ole guts
Loud burst of cringeworthy laughter
That made my head erupt !
When calling judgement meant that people actually cared to tell you
YOU weren’t enough !
Or when all the old bitter bettys ,threw salt at you and it splashed enough in your eyes
so you couldn’t catch up
to how fast their mouths would run !
They were so proud and boastful bearing no disguise ...
I made no regrets
and did not apologize
I dare fret not or held any contempt
I walked as a firm believer
That they’ll always remember
As they never seem to care for how my story began
Life is so short
But it's feels so much longer and fulfilled
when you're just being you
Even if your sin is different then mine
It still comes baring the truth !
So I dare care not ..
Because no matter what I say or what I do
...even if I were to try change a little
they’ll never forget and
And they will ALWAYS make me remember !
A new morning awaits from more talk from the town
Couldn’t hide my liberation if I wanted
Sometimes It’s like an unwanted prize
And everytime they’d make eye contact with me
I’d look and say Goooood Morning Sunshine !
I imagined how nauseous it must make one feel
knowing that the same guilt
would never fall asleep in my eyes ...

Written Poetry By : S.N.P.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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