Love Poem: Emotional Homicide
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Written by: Wanda Jerideau

Emotional Homicide

You are guilty of emotional homicide and intellectual rape
notorius repetitive profile as you defile the women you take
would be queens some getto queens transformed into promiscuous whores
each time u win as they decend into your damp void lower than before

slowly u ignore their cries for more and more
what are they hopeing for. . . your just a  rediculous  met a phore
met a whore

yes your a whore but intellectuals deem it the
african king complex . . .
pursue,,,,, conquer , ,, , screw, , , sex , , , vex
and move on to the next?

in this society its cool if your a man u can do it
but if a woman were to do it she'd be called a whore
but you'd still screw it

so y are u surprized that I once a Queen finally saw the light
and dam it was bright, finally one night clarity borne
I can tell the difference between wrong and right
like day and night

he reached way down past where i fell from my throne
down deep where u dragged me down to and he pulled me
out of your damp, void, emotional, cave
now i stand here brand new.

but what about the ones who were not able to weather your brand of hurt
or didn't know how to pray so that they could find their own self worth
you drive a hearse. 

maybe in the wake of you they turned to alcohol to numb the pain
or drugs to drown the shame, now its you they blame
you drive a hearse.

but now that I've survived  Im actually afraid for you
because your about to reap all that you've sown 1,000 times more than I or they
you will weep with gnashing of your teeth
you drive a hearse.

as 4  me he continues to keep me away from the firey arrows your tried to guide
but whats better yet is you can run son, but you can't hide
in guilt custom made  by you . . . . .you reside

guilty of EMOTIONAL HOMICIDE.       A WANJAY  JOINT~