How my heart cries out for honesty
How my mind longs for the day it can release its deepest thoughts without judgement
How my trust longs to find a loyal safe ear to share its vulnerable secrets with
How I long for the day society will accept me no matter the state
Whether I be strong today or weak tomorrow
No pressure within
To keep up a strong front because the color of my skin
How I long to just be;
Woman in all her splendor and majesty and softness
Her weakness, her essence, her pain, her fears, her tears, her love her joy
How my cheeks seek for a secure shoulder to lay upon
How my body longs for a long comforting hug
From a mature wise loving senior woman
How my eyes miss the day
Where children went outside to play
Games like hop scotch, kickball, freeze, hide & go seek, red light green light
hand games & imaginary friends until just before the street lights came on
How my ears miss the voice of big mama and the candy lady asking what you want, or what flavor frozen cup you want and all the kids reply RED
How my tastebuds long for the taste of coconut cookies lemon heads, cherry clans, jawbreakers & hot sausages with the booty on it
How I long for the day for sisters to stop exploiting
Themselves as the video ho in popular music videos
How I long for the day to stop seeing men reduce themselves to what’s in their wallet & dangling between their legs
How I long for the day to see more families stay together for better or for worse
My soul longs to see fathers connect more with their sons on a heart level
And mothers to keep hugging their daughters even after their bodies start to develop & reach puberty
How I long to see society provide more structure & support for our young people between 9-12 the critical sexual identity stage
Oh how my heart longs to see genuine love and support without the fluff
How I am thirsty for deep conversation, beyond sex, sports & money
How my spirit longs to be free from manipulative believers who accuse
Misuse and ab-use other believers
How I long for the day politicians will truly say what they mean
My intellect screams for the day public education will truly be reformed & everyone
Will stop paying our youth & educators mere lip service
I long for the day of a new awakening within the soul of a woman
My eyes long to see the day a woman’s value is not assessed based on whether she has a man or not
My time longs for financial freedom
My mind longs for sincerity
My body longs for non-sexual touch
My future is tired of seeing me and others using crutches
My now longs for me and only me
My past seeks to be free of me…
How my mind longs for the day it can release its deepest thoughts without judgement
How my trust longs to find a loyal safe ear to share its vulnerable secrets with
How I long for the day society will accept me no matter the state
Whether I be strong today or weak tomorrow
No pressure within
To keep up a strong front because the color of my skin
How I long to just be;
Woman in all her splendor and majesty and softness
Her weakness, her essence, her pain, her fears, her tears, her love her joy
How my cheeks seek for a secure shoulder to lay upon
How my body longs for a long comforting hug
From a mature wise loving senior woman
How my eyes miss the day
Where children went outside to play
Games like hop scotch, kickball, freeze, hide & go seek, red light green light
hand games & imaginary friends until just before the street lights came on
How my ears miss the voice of big mama and the candy lady asking what you want, or what flavor frozen cup you want and all the kids reply RED
How my tastebuds long for the taste of coconut cookies lemon heads, cherry clans, jawbreakers & hot sausages with the booty on it
How I long for the day for sisters to stop exploiting
Themselves as the video ho in popular music videos
How I long for the day to stop seeing men reduce themselves to what’s in their wallet & dangling between their legs
How I long for the day to see more families stay together for better or for worse
My soul longs to see fathers connect more with their sons on a heart level
And mothers to keep hugging their daughters even after their bodies start to develop & reach puberty
How I long to see society provide more structure & support for our young people between 9-12 the critical sexual identity stage
Oh how my heart longs to see genuine love and support without the fluff
How I am thirsty for deep conversation, beyond sex, sports & money
How my spirit longs to be free from manipulative believers who accuse
Misuse and ab-use other believers
How I long for the day politicians will truly say what they mean
My intellect screams for the day public education will truly be reformed & everyone
Will stop paying our youth & educators mere lip service
I long for the day of a new awakening within the soul of a woman
My eyes long to see the day a woman’s value is not assessed based on whether she has a man or not
My time longs for financial freedom
My mind longs for sincerity
My body longs for non-sexual touch
My future is tired of seeing me and others using crutches
My now longs for me and only me
My past seeks to be free of me…
1 comment:
I think this speaks of all our desires. It's eye-opening how we change from our days as a child to our present selves. How the simple becomes so complicated. How I miss that simplicity.
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