ADDING INSULT TO INJURY

                   Her soul was clenched tight
                   Her body went into a tremor
                   Her lips quivered
                   This is not right
                   And she kept pacing the floor
                   She wants me to do what?
                   She screamed!
                   Pay homage to the devil
                   With all her false accusations!!

                   She pulled you in her game
                   And you became a core supporter
                   Now you have joined forces
                   To send me more insults and shame
                   You have  embraced her lies, oh so lame.
                   There is no justice
                    But I am putting you on notice
                    Your radical movement is way off base
                    And she will leave without my good tidings.

                   And slowly I will begin to mend myself
                   My body will say, Good Riddance
                   To the evil doer and her obnoxious seedy ways.
                   She battled me on every front
                   This warring person altered my life
                   And the lives of many.

                  Poison, Poison, Go away
                  Be done already with your malice, hatred, trash
                  No coronation awaiting you at this juncture
                  Disperse, scat, move along
                  And never look back my way.
   
                                                                    BRAWTA

                 

THE BRIGHT SIDE

                                         Jovial Cassandra has a lovely attitude
                                         Joyful  & full of gratitude
                                         The smile on her face
                                         She wears with grace.


                                          Cassandra is a firm believer
                                          That there is a healer
                                           Who comes to the rescue
                                           Just in the nick of time.


                                          When heavenly Cassandra is around
                                           Dullness rejuvenates
                                           Discord becomes harmonious
                                           She is full of vigor
                                           And oh so glorious.

                                           She charms you with her kindness
                                           Gracious Cassandra, won't you
                                           Stay around?

                                                                                         BRAWTA
                                                                                     

WAITING MY TURN

She took a number

Sat in a chair and fell in a slumber.

Some women shouted in unison,

Today, the wait will be long.

I paid no attention

To all the confusion

'cause I had trouble on my mind.

My heart skip a beat,

It was torture sitting in the heat.

I studied the look on their faces,

If they exited in a daze

Or walked with steady grace

I knew how fate had dealt.

I craned my neck

oh what the heck!

With the women a chattering

I cannot hear beyond all that muttering.

I move closer to the door,

By now the kids are on the floor

The noise is even greater

And the time is so much later.

Sister, they are calling your number,

I went over and shook her out of her slumber,

Walking in a quickened gait

She went to meet her fate.

She exited in haste

As if in a daze.

Sweat is pouring down my face

What will it be in my case?

Now it is my turn

My stomach began to churn.

Heart pounding at a fast pace

I met her face to face.

Just in case

They too were looking

 for Grace or Daze

I took a quick flight

With my head at a great height

Still waiting my turn.

BRAWTA