Princess

 

I walk with pride through the French Quarter here in New Orleans of the nineteenth century

Being termed Creole, doesn't bother me one little bit, I am luckier than most because I am free

A white father, black mother, really makes no difference to me, because to all things in my life I and I alone hold the key

There is a very deep dark secret , that only an choice people few know about me.

 

I use my skills to help others achieve their goals, their dreams, their burning desire

Some people they fear me, but there are those that treat me like royalty

I am a princess, I hold my head high, most step out of my way, recognizing to respect me, because this is very dire

Those that know my secret, they know they do so, because I let it be.

 

I would only once, my husband dying at a very young age, some had the audacity to point a finger at me

But no proof lie behind false accusations, so man's law would never touch me

Never again to marry, still I had a lover, that was very special to me

I lived a long and prosperous life, because that's the way I wanted it to be.

 

At ninety-eight, the inevitable for me finally happened and occurred

Even as power as I would become, just as birth, I finally had to face death

I really couldn't speak in life, because of how things were at the time, but from death I vow to be heard

I wasn't ready for death as fate forced me to take my last breath.

 

Two daughters I would spawn, one of them carrying on my work, but she would never be as powerful as me

My work was very important to others as well as my self

So many in search of answers, they would become dependant on me

Because to so many, I would bring them, love, happiness, and wealth.

 

My grave still here in New Orleans, some still think I can reach out and touch them from beyond the grave

To appease my spirit, some leave gifts at my grave, them not knowing if I be friend or foe

They take this chance thinking maybe I might grant them a wish, these nieve people think they are so brave

I am royalty, something to be reckoned with, I was a Princess, they called me the voodoo princes, I was called Marie Laveau .