Conversation Overheard


Been listening to Lizzo lately. She is a beautiful rapper, singer, indie performer, classical trained flautist,who has taken the Girl Power, self love, can I get an amen music medium to a whole new level/ genre.

This poem is for all those, who like Lizzo, understand that before we can love anyone else. ..we must first love Ourselves.

Gurl you lucky

You got a man

I look around bewildered
Who she speaking too

Where is he?
Who you talkin’ ’bout

You know what I mean
Damn!

Everywhere you go
Male eyes

devouring you

You breeze by smelling of shea, patchouli and African oils

Hair coiled lightly scented softly

Framing your dark African black glistening skin.

Sparkly white teeth

And a Smile for days.

Men wish they could
Catch your eye.

But like a spring butterfly

You and your sheer gauzy cotton
just float by.

Gurl

I ain’t got no man.

No one in my bed

when I close my eyes

Or cuddling up to make

My naked body smile.

Yeah I had a man

2,3 even 4

But that was back in the day.

I’m living in the present Now.

Damn gurl I just knew

you had a Man

That sexy stroll

like you’re on
A NY runway.

That beaming smile that says

Hello how are you…

My name is.

That lyrical voice

Conjuring up nights

Lying in your cocoon.

Gurl

I ain’t got no man

They don’t understand

Me

And What I need

So I just Please

Me.