Urban Love Shotgun Stand-Off
(the victory that wasn't quite a victory)
Boy, can't you ever give up...give away...give in?
Why you always got to be right, in charge, in control, in sane?
Can't you see how you lose the things you love the most
By holding them so tight they can't breathe in your grasp?
Why you gotta be like that, boy? Huh? Why? Huh?
I ain't gotta love you! I ain't gotta give you my body, mind and soul
Just 'cause you say I gotta. That ain't right.That ain't even decent!
Like "Mammy" said in her big movie scene of all time:
It ain't fittin'! It just ain't fittin!
Your mama didn't raise you like that. I know she didn't!
Her man dead and in the graveyard
"Cause she didn't take no stuff off'a him or his kind
And I ain't about to, neither! You treat me right and I'll treat you like a king
You keep treatin' me mean and I'll leave your sorry hound dog tail
So fast it'll make your unborn grandbabies cry! You got that?
I am a lady and I demand to be treated like the *@#$&^lady that I am!
You hear me, boy? And if you can't hear me
I will gladly cut you a hole in the side of your head so's you can!
I learned about stuff like that living next door to you'alls
Whilst I was growing up and observing and listening.
I realize that I have never said a word to you, raised my voice
Or even looked at you cross-eyed in all these years
That I have been loving you, supporting you
And giving you everything you needed, wanted and whined about
While I had to make do on scraps.....but Baby! them days is over!
Now! I am going to go to my second job and when I get back home
I expect to see your lazy, raggedy butt laying right here on this sofa
Where I left it with that stupid tv remote in your hand
No female visitors allowed in here again. No, you can't have no money
And you can just get up and get your own damned beer from now on!!
You hear me, boy?!
©️by Voo Shining Stone
December 19, 2004
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