Salty

September 2024

Mind boggling

how easily you discarded me

But I guess that's the patriarchy

that turns women into tallies

How many holes in one you can get

Proving to your bros

that you can score

Winner winner

new conquest for dinner

Didn't you learn by now attention gets cheap?

Doesn't bouncing from girl to girl get empty?

Haven't you grown weary from all the meaningless ego stroking?

Why can't you see sex with no trust, commitment, and loyalty disregards it as a sacred thing?

God doesn't let women's grief go unseen

His angels bottle up the tears and throw it at sea

Until the pressure builds

And eventually there's a great flooding 

Told God yesterday would be your last chance

to resurrect what we had

but the tomb is forever sealed

You made our grave

but I still drop off flowers every day

This mourning thing gets tiring

when you don't know the expiration date

and all your attempts to escape

cause further delay

Will try to make the anniversary 

of the last time you spoke to me

my last day revisiting 

still teasing out what was unhealthy attachment 

and reality

Now I'm just a pillar of salt

Because I didn't learn the lesson from Lot's wife

Got stuck on the old things 

Instead of stewarding God's new plans unfolding

the clock is ticking

Praying He redeems me

as that salt of the earth type seasoning

So my true purpose can be 

giving a taste of truth to humanity

before the wind takes me