Now It's Your Turn

Is it in your nature,

for me being a tree,

from nothing,

but

a mustard seed,

that now stands

strong,

tall,

and beautifully-

but YOU

being a dog
to come around and
try to shinken my size

as you have the urge

for your leg to rise

letting out that jealous liquid

that leaks from your insides.

We are opposites

for you are unclassed
Is it my ability that I can burn you with the fire in my eyes?
Or is it because, I walk like I have diamonds in the meeting of my thighs?
The purest ones from Sierra Leone
unlike your coal that you give away
like the common cold.

Chasing after man
like Bolt on a track
we all know about you
Pussy may be pussy, but no one wants to catch something you cant throw back.
and with your count, you definately got that


As a matter of fact,
I must say, you got skills
using males sex against their emotions
But who gets the raw deal?
Because you refuse to keep your legs closed
Why is it I that has to feel?

Copyright © Simone Byer, 2008