As you know, Whitney Houston died yesterday and she will be sorely missed by many. A couple of my followers rightly commented on this and the fact that we will never know the devils that tormented her. Loss is something acutely felt at this time of year anyway, so I would like to pay my own tribute by posting a poem.
WAR OF WOMAN
Brave the swell of the wave, slowly turning white
Fear the freedom in the strength of the storm
The knowledge to bring peace
To the flower of fat, cold emotions
An age of quiet, quickly evaporating
Black dead coils of slavery
Steal near, too tight to lose
Now a soldier in the war of woman
Hope, a small brown lamb
Turns to a barking dog or stalking cat
You never win with a man so far
Only skateboard over old wounds
No wavering bike on shifting sand
My loose car speeds, deadly as a gun
When the crossroads of life
Leave you one junction too far
Great tribute to a fantastic artist, love the blog.
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