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You could never pray on me

My great grand mudda 

When she was 12 

Moved to Cuba for work

She lived and worked as a maid in a house

And when she was 12

The man of that house raped her

Who was there to protect Rosalie?

Hmm? Anybody? No one!

The main one that could of protected her

In my opinion SHOULD of protected her

Served as her predator

And prayed upon her

Then the woman of the house

In her deviancy

Slut shamed Rosalie

For being loose

My great grand mudda

Grew up to have 3 children

From 3 different men

And if you could imagine 

The slut shaming continued

As she was forced into suppression 

By religion, brainwashing and self hatred

She was judged not only by strangers

But mostly by her own flesh and blood, her family

My mudda

When she was 16

Was prayed upon by her older cousin

He sexually assaulted her 

Which resulted in her first pregnancy 

Just when she was 16

She also had 3 children from 3 different men

Who was there to protect Rosemarie?

Hmm? Anybody? No one! 

She was also slut shamed

By the same family that

Slut shames Rosalie

Let me tell you something

Let me make something very clear!

You could never pray on me!

I’ll fuck you when I want to

And you can’t come until I say you can

I also have a few questions for you

Before I give you access to my temple

Like

When’s the last time you’ve been tested for STD’s?

Are you carrying around sexually transmitted demons?

Do you know how to heal with that dick of yours?

Or are you going to pass on your trauma to me?

 Ever been molested or raped?

Who’s going to take advantage of me?

Hmm? Anybody? No one!

I sexually liberate myself through YAHWEH

I don’t need permission from man

And if  you ever catch yourself 

Trying to disrespect me

By putting your hands where they don’t belong 

Upon my temple 

I will crack your calabash wide open

Peel your skin back to the skull

Violate me?

Try and rape me

Physically, mentally or psychologically 

I’ll cut your dick off

And make a nice soup with it 

Don’t play with me

Healing 7 generations forward and 7 generations back

This molesation and raping bullshit 

Didn't start with me 

But is sure as hell ends with me

Remember me when you hear these words

You could never pray on me!

◄ A profound elegy

You deserve it all ►

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