Woman Lost
WOMAN LOST 6/28/01
Who ever told you that you were still a queen?
You’re so trifling and loud, always heard but never seen.
Speaking of scene, you always make one when you can’t have you’re way,
When are you gonna realize that for you’re actions,
You gotta pay?
Don’t you think it’s time for you to wake up?
Stay outta the bars, and go to the grocery stores?
Act like a momma instead of some type of ****,
Stop making excuses, and wash you’re nasty butt.
Cook a meal once in a while,
Stop using those drugs
Before you’re life is wasted, just because.
Get down on you’re knees, and say a long prayer
To the only Daddy who hasn’t abandoned you,
In you’re time of need and despair.
Hang on to the little dignity that you have left,
Give some attention to the things in you’re life that you use to love best.
Be the queen that we all knew from the day of conception,
Before you wined up dead on the streets, and be known to us during you’re last rights
As another Jane Doe the exception of deception and shame.
Then you’ll be lost to those of us that loved you,
While you were still around to live you’re life and reframe.
Copyright © Ida Igess | Year Posted 2009
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