Do you not know who you are?
Do you not know the vibrations that line each footsteps upon this earth?
Do you not know the tremoring hearts that lie in your wake as you glide before thine eyes?
Do you not know the power you harbor in your very being;
that you are the creators masterpiece embodied in reality is no small feat;
Birthing many a nation, many a heart, many a soul?
Do they not know that their very taste of love was found in the warmth of your embrace
that your very bosom held mother natures very own ambrosia to build and protect;
DO they not know that the first residence of love; was YOU
DO YOU NOT KNOW THINE POWER?
To subdue and lay waste to pride
To rouse hearts, spirits and their nature
OH wondrous one!
DO they fear you so?
Does your light threaten them so that they throw stones your way?
and oh what stones they throw….
what wickedness they allot to your very existence?
you are feared
as it should be….
For YOU are woman;
Harbinger of peace,
Protector and nurturer of hearts and dreams
Warrior Queen, Warrior woman;
How can you let them belittle and shrivel your very existence to bare measurements?
To place favor solely on the ecstasy you provide between those thighs?
I mean you ‘re banging and all, but
DO YOU NOT KNOW WHO YOU ARE?
DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT YOU ARE?