Peninnah Nganga Poet Lyric

Sunflower-The Sun

When you come home late
drunk
stinking
vulgar
i open up the door
warm your food
take off your clothes
i carry you to bed.
Wake you early in the morning
run you a hot bath
Choose and iron your clothes
Make your coffee
pack an apple and snack
make sure my man will be fresh and looking fine.
      
      Five years and counting,
      simple words like thank you,no more
      the doting look you used to give me,no more
      flowers and candy,no more
      you are beautiful,no more
      phone calls,diner,family vacations, no more
      am proud to be your man,no more
      i love you,no more
      thank you for loving me,no more
      the kissing,the hugging,the sex,i ain't getting none no more. 

When you said you wanted me home full time
i dropped my career to take care of the kids.
Though i love a little flesh on me
i trim every time you say am getting thick.
Baby every time you say it ain't enough
i always make it up to you
when you say jump
i never question why
i just fly all the way.
     
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I keep my body tight
decorate the house as you like
make sure the food is divine
remind the kids what great a man you are
Oh!i even pretend that i am alright.

Baby each minute of everyday without hesitation
i do
will do whatever it takes to make you proud
i sacrifice
forfeit
let you trample all over me so you shine.
      
      Five years and counting,
      simple words like thank you,no more
      the doting look you used to give me,no more
      flowers and candy,no more
      you are beautiful,no more
      phone calls,diner,family vacations, no more
      am proud to be your man,no more
      i love you,no more
      thank you for loving me,no more
      the kissing,the hugging,the sex,i ain't getting none no 

Day nor night do you appreciate me anymore.
You don't see me no more.

Baby i wanna know
why,when and how did i stop being your woman
your best friend and sweetness in life.
why,when and how
did i stop being your wife?
because baby its been
      
      Five years and counting,
      simple words like thank you,no more
      the doting look you used to give me,no more
      flowers and candy,no more
      you are beautiful,no more
      phone calls,diner,family vacations, no more
      am proud to be your man,no more
      i love you,no more
      thank you for loving me,no more
      the kissing,the hugging,the sex,i ain't getting none no

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Peninnah Nganga May 4, 2014 at 8:57 AM Just re-edited!!!That's my NU'SOUL write,right there!!! I should become a song writer!!!! XOXO!Thanks for reading!!!

Mel Merrill May 4, 2014 at 1:24 AM That hurt. Having been through this--having asked the very same questions...yeah, it stings. Great write, though. Big hugs ;-) Mel Peninnah Nganga May 4, 2014 at 2:19 AM Mel maybe you can help me understand,why does your gender,immediately after the honeymoon stage or the moment you put a ring on her figure,you start to see her as your house help?Why do most men stop treating their women as they did or should?i believe the value of a person,a woman in this case appreciates daily,i give birth to your kids,you should honour me more,i take care of you,you should cherish me more!so what happens because in most men eyes,the moment she become the wife,her value seem to depreciate?!why?is it the bills or wh Peninnah Nganga May 4, 2014 at 2:19 AM why?is it the bills or what?

Eileen Manassian May 3, 2014 at 10:32 PM Profound...Wow! You expressed this so so well. One wonders at times, what it is about marriage that steals that wonder away. Is it "familiarity breeds contempt?" What is it? I felt the anguish in every line. I'm really amazed by your write, my dear. Don't feel bad, no more! ;) You are a wonderful woman! Peninnah Nganga May 4, 2014 at 2:11 AM Hiii Eileen,you know you said it best,it is the familiarity that breeds contempt!This men want us to submit,when we submit,they start to treat us more like a roommate of their handmaid or mere furniture in the house! Thanks my dear,i appreciate the compliment.i wrote it for a competition in another site subject being "unappreciated"!!! glad you like it! xoxo!!!