The Blame Game

I U-sed to start my sentences off with YOU

Did this and YOU did that and YOU gon

get what YOU got comin' to YOU

But my spirit cried

now it can’t be denied that

it’s not you … it is I.

All the projections of inferior complexions

Mirrored back to myself like a stealth bomb

Shattered the glass that contained my self image

Which I foolishly asked another to hold.

Playin’ the blame game gets old.

But he – no he didn’t

But they – no. not. they.

Carefully detailing all of his faults in a dossier

Oblivious of spirit during the day

And it’s not until I’m asleep

That I get the communique

And here’s what it had to say ...

Have the courage to nourish your OWN womb

Follow the path of those whom have taken

Responsibility for their own destiny.

Back in the day when women, you see,

Were mere accessories, there were still

Those who raised a fist and would not

Be dismissed by any any anyone.

My power and my might lie all in my control

No one else holds the key to my soul

No one has my same goals and there IS

Room at the top for us all to grab hold

I wish I had, but I didn’t

Receive any seeds of encouragement

So I had to say goodbye

Through tear-choked voice

‘cause in the end ... all is a choice

And if I'd chosen to stay

Though I felt my spirit would surely die

On judgment day, what. would be. my alibi ??

It’s not you

No, it’s not you

It’s not you ... It is I.

*** p.s. To all of my friends and followers: you will truly feel the power of your worth when you stop blaming someone else for your choices. The good news is ... we all have the ability within ourselves to make better/different choices each day that we are allowed to live on this earth !!

Bisous!