Mariah of Magdala

Chapter I

Part II: Power and emptiness


Mariah of Magdala!

Opulent woman yet juvenile 

Did your 'hood' bestow upon you such affluence?

Look how youthful you are

Flawless beauty with an enchanting aroma 

Like a spring in the wilderness

Of apparent mint breadth of solace,

Your velvet skin, Maria, of such cottony

How do you make your even delicate body soft, Mariah?

They make figures stick like Sahara honey on your sheath

Your eyes Mariah of Magdala

They see through a soul-like infinite

They see the pain and confuse them with pleasure

A short, well-lived excitement.

Where did you get those sharp milky teeth?

Well separated neatly arranged ages

Like a perfect green cob for export

Your Mona Lisa smile Mariah of Magdala

They make your face like the goddess

Did the same maker who created other women create you?

How biased?

For the best, you gained

Of perfect Eden plump on the season after another

They say thy fruits are the sweetest

We have the best adage than yours Mariah

Yet men threw stones at yours

They sneaked with weapons 

Some dug deep holes ensuring no ending harvest

Some made wings with baskets

While others became your best of friends yet foes

Some were witty and gave you toxic cherry

Just for a piece of your pie

To have fruitage where they ever so desired

Each left with a piece of sweet melody

Their half-filled hearts thirsted

They longed to come back sooner than they had left

They fought among themselves

Did they slay for your Eden Mariah of Magdala?


Mariah of Magdala!

How did it feel to let them in one after another?

Did they hurt you? Did they make you happy?

Did it convey completeness to thy thirsting soul?

To see the sons of women destroying each other for you

Was it pleasurable?

Oh! Mariah of Magdala 

Piece by piece they took off your humanity

Did they neglect you when you needed them most?

Did someone hurt your childhood?

Did they trade you for generational wealth, Mariah of Magdala?

Or did they curse you for the cleansing ceremony?

For that which made you this cardinal

Must celebrate in a cheer of win.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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