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Being Hard To Get - Kelisha G Ferdinands March 5th 2012

I'm not Easy but Hard to Get,
Yes Full Trust & Loyalty so You Won't Have Me Just Yet,

Can You Withstand My Love Test,
So We Will Have each other at our Best,

I Need a man that Likes a Challenge,
So He can show Me His Strength of Dragons Tallons,

& Doesn't Mind getting Their Hands Dirty,
As after the Household Chores We Can't Wait to get Down & Naughty,

I Need to Meet with a Mind that is on the Same Intellectual Page,
& Won't be Under the Thumb Love His Independance & Freedom & not Be Locked in a Cage,

They Shall Have a Passion for Life & Common Interests,
& Doesn't Mind Sometimes the Role of Slaved S&M & being under My Arrest,

A Tall Dark Handsome Man & Someone Mysterious,
As I don't want to Know Everything as I Like a bit of Mystique & isn't there Matters of Life more serious,


Talking For Hours on End til We Chat all Night & Long Walks Along the Beach,
Ooohh I Love a Man with Book Smarts but Yet Wisdom & Magic that I can still Teach,

A Man Who Likes a Thrill & Doesn't Mind Taking Risks,
& Been Naughty & Risky in Public & When no 1's looking Loves being Romantically Sick.

So Ladies If Your Enjoying Your Playfull Wild Fill,
What a Shame Your Missing Out as Times like these You Don't Need Yellow Rubber Duckies & all You need is the Pill,

As How Will You Know If You've Met that Special One,
As the Opportunity Will Slip Through Your fingers & Your Heart Will Die with the Setting Sun.


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Hahaha, he laughed,
there's been a taboo in the land,
he spoke to all who had gathered,
hahaha, his laughter echoed with a satire
he's eyes red with anger,
"famine & hunger" were the words proclaimed from the gods mouth,
the oracle had had been called upon at the shrine,
and the dibia had read the signs,
above them, the clouds gather in the sky,
lightening and thunder brewing inside
and waiting for the curse to be spoken out,
then it would strike (down) the accursed man or woman,
it was a perilous time,
Nnena looked at the boils all over her,
she needed not time to contemplate in her mind,
if lightening and thunder should strike,
it would only be a blessing in disguise,
suffering and pain surrounded her
and she embodied them now,
she had had it from toe to mouth
ready to leave life and let the embodiment live hers,
for since she was a child, the path
that life had given her was built with thorns at every side,
left, right, up and down, life was hard,
she had parents that were poorer than the bushes in the desert,
for water, she'd trek miles to fetch from the grounds as deep as gold mines,
and that was only luck's smiles,
when it didn't,
she would walk further with bare feet as her slippers to the river,
her sufferings, enough to make a book of Atlas,
but almost a grown woman now,
suffering was about to embrace her once last time,
she was ready for a bone-crushing-body-taking-soul-freeing embrace,
until yesterday, she was ready to be late,
except that, what came yesterday changed her aim,
it brought life into her being, something so forbidden,
she could already feel herself healing from the temporary illness
that came about as a result of stress and the unfailing acceptance of a light that wanted to
quench,
now, things has changed, it took just yesterday for things to become different,
it took two tiny little similar babies for things not to look the same,
for Nnena to see things in a different way, that life was too precious to give away,
that giving hers away meant giving two others away as well,
and even though the world around her, that the world that she knew told her
that there can never be two the same face, two people that had
-no differences in any way,
at least not yet,
she convinced herself that these two were there to stay...

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