I knew his was a big brand of bitch when he talked about the size of a woman’s arm that was hanging out of a window as we sat in the drive thru

I knew he was a sad soul when he compared it to a hamhock

I recall the horror that rose in my spirit as I did damage control

Our daughter sat in the back seat and her father was laughing at a woman who he was comparing to a piece of meat

She had never heard such from me

And this was supposed to be a warrior leading

It was then I am sure
My soul began planning it’s exit

Because I had been deceived by his silver tongue and eagerness to feast

But my soul knew better

It cannot be seduced by what pleases the flesh

And today I thank God for that

God saw what I could not see

Once again, HE saved me.

-Poetic Flow

Lily Rose