Saturday, April 17, 2010

Katrina showed me God

I want you to know, love,
that you don't deserve to be treated that way.

That you are the definition of powerful feminine beauty
too incredible to fathom
too great to go unwanted.

I want to tell you that it was wrong for him to do it,
that you warrant Everything this world has to offer
but you only receive everything of his scorn.

You are the vision of God-created perfection
men should be silent in awe at the wonder of your presence
unable to formulate sentences
(let alone putdowns)

Need to show you that power has your face
righteousness your walk
courage your stare of disgust
confidence your words
and inspiration

your everlasting light.

(For you, love, I will speak)

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