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Lillyana Little Poem
I do not understand why I cannot take up space.
I understand I'm expected to be eloquent, always filled with grace.
Perfectly positioned hair and makeup to cover up my face.
But if anything—anything—is out of place...
I'm just something to be shoved back into your crawlspace.
I do not understand why I cannot take up space...
I do not understand why I cannot take up room.
Only if you let me grow, if you let me bloom.
Something you wouldn't just push aside with a broom.
Let a woman feel, let a woman fume.
I do not understand why I cannot take up room...
Written by Lillyana Little
Copyright © Lillyana Little | Year Posted 2026
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Lillyana Little Poem
“Blank page, so much potential,”
the demons chant with the devil.
“Winning over their souls is essential,
we need to use them as our vessel.”
“Blank page, there is beauty in the flawed,”
the angels roar while praising God.
“I know the path ahead isn’t an easy one to trod.
I’ve seen the battles you’ve fought—scratched, clawed, and gnawed.”
The soul meets God face to face.
The devil’s there, making accusations and pointing blame.
But Jesus stands on defense.
He says, “I already took your place.”
written by Lillyana Little
Copyright © Lillyana Little | Year Posted 2026
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