To Be Honest

Why can’t I not go one day without someone telling me the criteria required for me to be me Reality check please excuse my French I know you do not believe in a creator but may I remind you that you did not make me? 

No I do not wear tight clothing or show off the curves in my physique  in ways that will entice the opposite sex 

And it’s not because I endulge rape culture in fact I think it’s disgusting but because I’m more concerned about how holy I can be than whether the outfit I wear is worthy of being aired on E. 

No I do not want to ‘kick it ‘ with you as i am not entertained by your hedonistic ideologies of masculinity that you think I ‘don’t understand’ because I’m too salty.  

Yes I am called to love you but there’s going to have to be some distance between us because your promiscuity is suffocating me and my oxygen is offended by the fact that you think your lying words carved by the enemy and your so called soft touches would make me feel loved 

as a matter of fact I already have a God who loves all of me so I am not moved by your inconsistent presence that can never spark transformation in me. 

No dear human I do not need you to make me feel ‘whole’. 

You do not set my standards for me so how much I cook or how loud I speak or my ambition are not cultivated by your desire for me 

I was born with a brain you see, stored up with guidelines to the heaven I’m trying to reach,my likes, dislikes and the will for my life so you better backup with your scrub-like attitude if you refuse to acknowledge that I was actually made fearfully and wonderfully. 

Yes I know you think i should embrace my beauty but please enlighten me on how much you embrace me since you attach my beauty to my body and tag me with definitions that do not go past “chocolate milk caramel princess glazed with honey’, 

To all the men and women that are just waiting to stack us on the shelves did it ever occur to you that

I don’t think when I look in the mirror I am meant to feel hungry so please don’t limit the precision used to create my being to edible substances you pick up and throw away based on your instinct. 
Listen, 

I get it.

 My hair is nice and puffy but i wear it this way because I feel like it and this is how it grows naturally  not as a statement or out of insecurity. 

Because I am a Christian woman and we live in a so called ‘diverse’ , ‘tolerant’ society that loathes Christianity does not mean that I don’t have a personality. 

I am individually made with a smile that was meant to stir up your faith but forgive me when I find it hard to smile at you when I tell you I’m not interested and you hit on me 

Or when you try to fool me to believe that being a woman can only happen by “embracing my sexuality ” because half naked is the new black I guess why the streets are experiencing a domino effect of darkness. 

It’s easy to form your opinions about people you don’t bother to know and be the first to scream out ‘don’t judge me’ 

No I don’t know your story but I’m willing to listen if you would just let me and stop trying to confine me. 

Don’t tell me that because I wear heels with skinny jeans or that my life makes me sound crazy that you don’t see the Christ in me.

I already know there are things I shouldn’t say but I can be open and honest so far it’s enveloped with grace 

and with that said to the man on the left who seemed to miss the street of straight please wrap your religion in a parcel because I rebuke it in Jesus name 

As your compassion didn’t stretch so far when you didn’t consider that I girl like me is just trying unlearn what she was told to be and embrace that God’s love is free

Without question , condition or a blueprint on who to be because there is no wrong in me that lives life solemnly to show his glory 

So no lady I’m tired  of being told I have to be ‘strong and independent’ because I am not an island but  part of a Holy nation governed by the most high King and he has appointed a family full of love and faith to teach me to walk in boldness until I reach the full end of me 

Even though I’ll never be good for your jacked up society at least I know I have a God who will never leave me nor forsake me and I am free to live as I was truly chosen to be 

Joyful. Humble and Holy. 

So next time you want to tell me who I am meant to be 

Check with my creator to give you a sense of clarity. 

Thanks ✌🏿️

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