Photo credit: Derek Thomson

Three small babies I was overjoy

Till my journey—

I didn’t know what it takes

To be a woman; much less a lady

I fought to keep them by my side

Not knowing the battle was not for me

I found out in disgrace: it was a role play

Of deception to have me

‘malice ‘caused’ you and I not to be a devotee!

When I was lonely—it was me and my  three babies

We were blinded by lust, pillow talks, sweet caress,

and jealousy

that betray you, betray me,

prayers save us from our enemy

the ‘traps to break us’ to turn us crazy.

Empress Journee