Propaganda

It is not real to think that I came here to be no one.
I came to sing, dance, and entertain not to be with any man.
If I should find one along the way, I will love him every day until he changes.

Why are you a hit and I am a b*t*h is because you insult me to become easy.
I am not your fruit tree ready to be harvest.
I am my own person who seeks prominence.
This is what the world promise.

I have travel far.
I have been unsure.
But, today I am confident that I am a new woman.
You hear my audience screaming for my performance.
They flimflam.
They just love it.

Why are you a hit and I am that b*t*h?
The answer is because I am not.
You insult your senses because you are publicity.
I am not your fruit to eat.
I am promise to the world of entertainment.

Please, bow to the Queen!
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Penned on May 05, 2014!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Lamoureux Avatar
May 7, 2014 at 11:54 AM
If a man sees a woman in this way he is unworthy of her. If we dance with humility we will know what it means to be true royalty. My King is brave, kind and speaks softly and all who come to him will find rest. He welcomes us all to the royal family. Like him we have the opportunity to touch and serve others. I praise and bow before him.
Walker  Avatar
May 7, 2014 at 12:54 PM
Rick, such insight. You are one of a kind... Verlena :0))s.
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