Woman is my name

Woman is my name

A Poem by butterfly

California Proud
Native of the Oakland Town
Where will I go now
My dream echoes surround
I have been found
I have walked this dreary desert
Through dry rocks of hurt
I gave it all
You took my heart to pin on your wall
Nothing but a trophy hunter
Why do I bother?
He comes to me like a saint
When in the rain all the light washes off like paint
Oh why do we treat others this way
I gave you love
You replied with something insane
Now today it rains
Clean me good Lord
I am tired of these sinful doors
I am a girl trying to live life
I am not trying to break any rules
Then he plays me for fools
We are catching butterflies
Blinded by his kryptonite eyes
I loved every minute of that night
if its all I get then I guess its fine
I can't just tie a rope around his neck pull him around like a trapped horse
True love cant be forced
Still he hasn't tapped in to my power source
I can't seem to win the fight
So I will just surrender to the dream circulating in my heart and mind
I will believe in life, God and love
Only JC is the true one sent from above
I will not let myself hide
These scars and mistakes I made
The memories can't erase
I won't let the b******s grind me down with shame
Woman is my name
Its my choice to carry life or abort
Anyway isn't life short
No matter the reason no matter the season
When you pluck the flower from the garden
spit out the watermelon seed
walk by the guy sleeping on the street
We all did what we need
Pigs and chickens weren't just born for us to eat
We can just eat grass and still feed
Yet we are human and we never know what we do
So forgive me and I forgive you
harden not your heart
we are the last guardians of the light
in the stormy weather night
I am still an angel forever shining bright
He is nothing but a trophy hunter
Breaking hearts convinced himself its fun
when we have been abused its hard to define right and wrong
With you I don't belong 
So now I never will bother
Don't be a trophy hunter
collecting hearts for a wall
catch someone when they fall
when life is hard don't make it harder
stop trying to send poor women, raped women to their last breath
when you can't breathe is it smarter to just drop them in to the fire
Evil encourages the trophy hunter
You are no savior
No conservertor
Just a life aborter
For the fun of holding a gun
Instead encourage peace and love
Cant be a saint
When all the light washes away like paint
Woman is my name
We are all one and the same
Cant throw your stone 
Only the one who can never does
He is love
Reminding when it comes from above share it on earth
When it is there when we birth maybe we will find a better world
With reasons to bother without the need for a trophy hunter
I want to love and find my lover
I want to be his Oakland B***h
I want him to miss my kiss on his lips
I want to be the only thing he needs
For now he only exists in my dreams
It echoes all around
I am California proud
Native Oakland town
I can hear the beat of my own heart now
Doesn't that count too?
I feel like I am enough for him
He forgives us for our sin why can't we
Got to get rid of the insane judgementality 
I should be enough for you
I am nobody's darling and its cool
Woman is my name and the b******s won't grind me down with shame. 


© 2019 butterfly


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