A Black Woman's Love

Hear the loud deafening cries of a black woman A woman once silenced by pain unknown to every man I was stuck in a mansfield yielding contaminated crop and weeds Weeds from a seed fertile with deception and greed Planted by his divided heart of more want than need I loved him with every fibre, muscle and bone cartilage But even that could not save me from this fatal carnage I was caught in the eye of a storm of love A love never meant to be yet fit so perfectly like a glove My soul took it all in with no inhibitions or measures The promises turned to lies of mere guilty pleasures I experienced the agony of watching a lover love another My voiceless heart shattered in agony like no other But I stood still in the midst of rolling sea billows Now I have become renewed like freshly growing willows I’ve silenced my cry and my tears have run dry Although my love for him may never die, I can move on and still try Knowing inside that a black woman’s love, Though sometimes it may hurt and cry, Like deep blue running waters, it will never run dry…