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WANTING HER
There is another fugitive from justice
Too much love
Too much time.
How is it possible years are rebuffed
While the wisdom grows?
Is there an answer to confusion
If the question is too obtuse to comprehend?
Where are the goalposts?
Where is the finish line?
You say you don’t know
But looking at you one can see
That you are headed somewhere
Even within the parameters of self-doubt
Having seen where the doubters go –
To some unknown deity of their own.
While believers shout their prayers
In a rhythmic blast that stuns the ears
Having never heard Mahalia
Or Leontyne Price or Ella or Dionne
And thus lacking the root of faith
Which is the woman’s heart
At the bottom of it
Calming and directing men to achieve
More than aggravate
To build for their babies sake
To avoid conflict
And build a business base
Thus we see feminine power
Reflected in the man she wants
Able to embody her desires
Willing to accommodate her moods
And more than anything,
wanting her
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