You don't give me very much credit
do you, creep?
It's not like i just lay on the floor
in a heap ...
You don't get it when i say, "No"
do you, creep?
It's not like i won't ever rise up
to speak ...
You don't have to much to offer
do you, creep?
It's not like a dirty septic tank
doesn't leak ...
You don't get it when I say; "No"
do you, creep?
It's not like a just lay on the floor
in a heap ...
You didn't give them too much credit
did you, creep?
It's not like they didn't smell your stink
even while asleep
You didn't get it when they cried, "No"
did you, creep?
It's not like "Old dogs learn new tricks,"
rewards .. to reap
You didn't afford any kindness, at all
did you, creep?
It's not like a lying Hyena in wait
stays 'in heat'
You didn't get it when they said, No,"
did you, creep?
It's not like doing' that' to dead bodies,
will your innocence, keep!
Katherine Marion
www.SupernaturalWoman.com
p.s.
The first verse .. came to me, while biking back
from the organic grocer's , earlier ..
I KNEW .. I had to write it .. sometime, after
arriving home
Enjoying creating my new business cards, and then,
speaking to my Son, briefly .. i was already, nicely -
tired
Still going .. I understood that by 4 am, I had better begin ..
and boy, i could not wait .. to end!
My hands began to burn.. for this writing is not
really about me, at all
though 'meant to be'
coming ... through blessed me
Mainly my sisters .. whom lost their voices
above all the noise
For some reason, i see an awful group .
consorting ..
resorting to the worst
Won't say 'names,' right now
you just guess?
We all KNOW the truth ..
be my gallant guest!
Love One who lived.. and many who died,
Katherine who's soul cried after 'they' lied
do you, creep?
It's not like i just lay on the floor
in a heap ...
You don't get it when i say, "No"
do you, creep?
It's not like i won't ever rise up
to speak ...
You don't have to much to offer
do you, creep?
It's not like a dirty septic tank
doesn't leak ...
You don't get it when I say; "No"
do you, creep?
It's not like a just lay on the floor
in a heap ...
You didn't give them too much credit
did you, creep?
It's not like they didn't smell your stink
even while asleep
You didn't get it when they cried, "No"
did you, creep?
It's not like "Old dogs learn new tricks,"
rewards .. to reap
You didn't afford any kindness, at all
did you, creep?
It's not like a lying Hyena in wait
stays 'in heat'
You didn't get it when they said, No,"
did you, creep?
It's not like doing' that' to dead bodies,
will your innocence, keep!
Katherine Marion
www.SupernaturalWoman.com
p.s.
The first verse .. came to me, while biking back
from the organic grocer's , earlier ..
I KNEW .. I had to write it .. sometime, after
arriving home
Enjoying creating my new business cards, and then,
speaking to my Son, briefly .. i was already, nicely -
tired
Still going .. I understood that by 4 am, I had better begin ..
and boy, i could not wait .. to end!
My hands began to burn.. for this writing is not
really about me, at all
though 'meant to be'
coming ... through blessed me
Mainly my sisters .. whom lost their voices
above all the noise
For some reason, i see an awful group .
consorting ..
resorting to the worst
Won't say 'names,' right now
you just guess?
We all KNOW the truth ..
be my gallant guest!
Love One who lived.. and many who died,
Katherine who's soul cried after 'they' lied
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