Poems

A special Valentine

I have a Special Valentine,

He loves me very much.

His love is warm and special,

I feel it in his touch.

He cares so very much for me,

I’ve known this for a while.

The special way he makes me feel,

Time after time.

He gave His life for me one day,

So very long ago.

And when I think of His great love,

I feel so good and whole.

His faithfulness, what joy he brings!

How I love Him so!

He never, ever stays away.

He lives within my soul.

Sometimes I’m so unfaithful to Him,

Still he never complains.

He often whispers kind words to me,

And welcomes me again.

Oh no one loves me like he does,

He’s always very close.

He’s one who keeps his promises,

And never lets me go.

Should I not love Him back , my friends,

With heart, soul and mind?

To dedicate my life to Him,

And stay close to His side.

The thing I’ll never understand,

Is that He loved me first.

I didn’t even wish to know Him,

I was at my worst.

I hated Him, How I rebelled!

I didn’t even know Him well,

But Oh He was so friendly,

That I had to deny self.

And Oh, we’re going steady now,

One day He’ll take me home,

To live with Him in heaven,

Where He’ll sit upon His throne,

I’ll live with Him forever and I’ll never sin again,

Oh what great joy I’ll have to know,

I never lived in vain.

– Kadecia Wilson

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Adam’s Rib

Is there no divinity given to me

Who you say, brought sin into the World?

Why then destroy Sodom and Gomorrah

If woman is such a curse?

If I am Adam’s rib

Why must I only feel the pain?

Of the forbidden fruit

I did eat

But Adam did the same

I with my swaying hips

Got the head of John the Baptist

Every book written by a man

Saying I’m a temptress

Sixty-six books

All reflecting ‘his-story’

When does Adam’s rib

Get to tell ‘her-story’?

I didn’t betray you with a kiss

Neither did I deny you

Yet I who bore your sons

Wasn’t chosen your disciple

You say I’m an adulteress

Who deserves to be stoned to death

Yet Solomon with many wives and concubines

Is what you freely accept

You say I’m a pillar of salt

Jezebel, Delilah

For God so loved the World

Yet I’m forgotten in your Bible.

– Lisa Gaye Taylor