Ava is a b**h
an all-knowning woman in your kitchen cooking up the best Arson you've ever tasted
Evelyn is a b**h
a mystery bag of tricks
lying telling you that you're the father of her kids
Aisha is a b**h
had me standing in a long financial aid line for a short answer
when the trip could have been cut in half,
if when the phones rang… they actually answered
Zoe is a b**h
left me, a 7 year old girl, shaking
to the noise of a plane over my head
tucked, between what's left of what used to be my home
when bombs left gun shells as the only family I have left
It's funny how names make it easier to blame,
Life, for being a b**h
A test, that we never signed up for
And yet you wish you loved her more
I wish I, controlled my own life
-Evelyn was a b**h
because you wouldn't be able to tell her no
It gets a little confusing when you f** too many hoes
Now, Aisha was a b**h
showing you patience,
teaching the minority that things aren't fair
Sometimes you must march around your home just to prove you're still there
Life loves the ability of whispering “I told you so's”
and when she severs all the flesh from your body
Just remember, we told you so!
Life was a b**h
because she needed you to realize that there isn't anything you can't make it -through
Whispering matriarchal lessons in your ear that you just aren't ready for
f** Her!
***There have to be other ways to teach us lessons we aren't ready for.
Life is a b**h, because we take her for granted
Like, you never realized nothing is promised but d**h
and sometimes, you need a double-s**er punch to the gut
to make you throw up the bullsh** like gang signs,
everybodys dying black and blue
She was trying to make warriors and got complaints
She just needs you to get out of her face
Could've left you as a twinkle in your mother's eyes
But Instead She made us alive
If you want d**h, go get it
There's people that'd k** for where I put you
And you talk about k**ing yourself
After all the wealth I put inside you
and only yourself
You're selfish.
Never taking enough time to learn the lessons she hands you
Standing with your hand-out
Holding a sign that says “please and thank you”
Each lesson brought back, is somehow better than the last
But our vision was blurred
The answer was imprinted on lens to the gla**es that we wear
But your confusion shows by the way you blankly stare
Decrease your societal prescription and listen
Because it's usually only the blind who can see
what life is putting in plain view
but you cant see
Life teaches beautiful lessons
That should never be undermined by forgetting
just breathing is a blessing
Her bark is always worse than the bite
But you never thought to ask why
Life is a b**h