I have a perfect complex.
I only wanted to save to help
The kids out.
Well I did play a part,
Deceiving you and my heart.
With red wine.
Are you my spouse?
Did I hit you?
Are you still blue?
Like ocean
Water.
Oh, It’s only your eyes,
I see.
Don’t put me in the dungeon,
Don’t put me in the cell,
Don’t take me to the courthouse,
Don’t send me to hell,
I have life to fulfill.
Why am I here?
I am not to blame.
I just wanted to help,
Help the kids escape.
Take me to the altar,
I want to pray.
I’ve run out of gas,
And I don’t have your baby.
Where you looking
For bubbles in the
Water?
Where you looking at me?
You’ve gained weight.
What have you been eating?
Don’t take me to the doctor,
Don’t take me to the nurse,
Don’t check my urine,
Don’t give me any drugs,
I’m not pregnant.
That was a nice trade.
I am ready to leave.
Just let me stay,
Until I pack my things.
I want to be born again.
If you immerse me in
Water,
Will I come up again?
Baptize me,
Baptize me then.
Yes I believe,
Baptize me.
Don’t sell me out,
I was bought with a price.
Don’t make me shout,
I can’t open my mouth,
And breathe
Water.
You naughty, naughty preacher,
I see how you lay,
Crooked and strange and gay.
Don’t eat my body,
Don’t drink my cup,
Just spit me out of your nasty gut.
You say you know me,
You’re confusing my creed.
You say you know me,
Don’t make me bleed,
Water.
Love healing hearts, Shirah Chante, Relationship Artist
Listen to “Water” poetry reading on the Relationship Rock podcast.