It’s not the same
This luv game
Over the years
The title change
From wife to dame
Had another verbal fight
Guess we alright
Love’s getting stale
Not natural anymore
Feeling like a rusty nail
I’m getting strong
Cuz I took my heart off my sleeve
And put it in my hand
Pray more often than not
When the storms come
I just said
Not running to the court this time
To file for the big “D”
Gonna stick it out
Till death do us part
Some of this s*^~
Maybe me
It’s a little out of control
But at least it’s me he’s still
Looking at on the pole
God truly sanctified the union
Right now it just needs
Some fine tuning
We gonna jump start this huddle
Tighten things up
Like a girdle
Break this back
Cuz I’m fertile
Help him to remember
I’m wifey
And not some chick
Name
Myrtle
About the Guest Author: Zanzel “Zey” Kathy Roach
Zanzel “Zey” Kathy Roach is known as nurturing, caring, kind, and spiritual. On January 19, she was born and trained in Passaic, New Jersey. Zanzel is an educator with a B.A. in African, African American Studies and an M.A. in Special Education.
Zey loves to listen to music, delights in the many facets of nature, finds much comfort and joy in the presence of her family, and is attracted to the rhythm and rhyme of words. We at Seriously Maybe are delighted to have her share one of her wonderful pieces for the second time with our audience. Again we wish her much success in all her future endeavors.
AND THE WIFE SAID…
It’s not the same
This luv game
Over the years
The title change
From wife to dame
Had another verbal fight
Guess we alright
Love’s getting stale
Not natural anymore
Feeling like a rusty nail
I’m getting strong
Cuz I took my heart off my sleeve
And put it in my hand
Pray more often than not
When the storms come
I just said
Not running to the court this time
To file for the big “D”
Gonna stick it out
Till death do us part
Some of this s*^~
Maybe me
It’s a little out of control
But at least it’s me he’s still
Looking at on the pole
God truly sanctified the union
Right now it just needs
Some fine tuning
We gonna jump start this huddle
Tighten things up
Like a girdle
Break this back
Cuz I’m fertile
Help him to remember
I’m wifey
And not some chick
Name
Myrtle
About the Guest Author: Zanzel “Zey” Kathy Roach
Zanzel “Zey” Kathy Roach is known as nurturing, caring, kind, and spiritual. On January 19, she was born and trained in Passaic, New Jersey. Zanzel is an educator with a B.A. in African, African American Studies and an M.A. in Special Education.
Zey loves to listen to music, delights in the many facets of nature, finds much comfort and joy in the presence of her family, and is attracted to the rhythm and rhyme of words. We at Seriously Maybe are delighted to have her share one of her wonderful pieces for the second time with our audience. Again we wish her much success in all her future endeavors.
