By ShaNeia(Siigh) Lawrence (Greensboro, NC)
99.5% of the time I like to say I’ve been consistent
Steady to this label that society hold so dear
Steady to fit inside the boundaries
That I’m almost sure will always be
Impossible to squeeze into.
My heart is to big.
Too full to entrap.
I am what God Created
A vessel to Love
And share abundantly yet,
Not just fully
And more than unconditional
As the stars are in the sky
My Love is…
But 99.5% of the time I have consistently
Wandered to this label
If only to have a tribe
To have a connection
To the desires I have most.
Because it’s too much to just want to be free
Individualized and accepted equally no matter my preference.
God said love all of his creations
And in almost every other animal,
Other than Man
Has this same tendency,
Yet we don’t see them being bashed in the head
For their uniqueness.
The tendency to just gravitate to what feels natural
The instinctual pull.
So small from full yet hugely dynamic
A beginning of overshadowing wonder
That can linger in questions of
Significant enough to notice
Small enough to hide
Yet not enough to label
Not enough to deem naturally accepted.
It’s a taboo
A contradiction of the majority
Of the Man made ethics
Of Man made knowledge
Even when God Spoke of our creation
In reference to self was spoken as
Genesis 1: 26-27
Adam and Eve = MAN
Men separated me from knowing I am of God
Not merely a rib and mud
Equally created from THEIR likeness
Of Male and Female
Intertwined they were made of both
Of All of God
At the same time.
So why am I made to be of 99.5% or 5%.