Bye Bye Queen
Queen I remember the first time our eyes made contact
Your picture perfect smile drew my soul to your flame
Engaged by your graceful form but was more intrigued in your format
For you had the type of character that made me want to give you my name
I look at you like no other man has and I wanted all in my company to behold
But whenever I would reach you fold your arms and when I call you refuse to answer
Wanting to give you all and never give you up for the thrill of chasing after gold
Instead I would come to you with arms wide open and you acted as a lancer
Though I try to be strong from the rejection my heart feels your sting
My pride is hurt too because I cannot help but feel I am not enough
For if my words and my actions do not move you neither will my signet ring
And even though my outer shell is rugged and rough my heart is not made that tough
So I had to go away by myself because I wanted my pen to cry
Yet after some time had passed God asked me why I mourn
He told me to stand up like a king and tell the queen it is time to say goodbye
There is something greater beyond this paint but God showed me I had to be shorn
Circumcision is painful because it is part of my identity
But whatever I have to cut off will never define my pedigree
About Marcus G Taylor
I was born and raised in Atlanta, Georgia
Georgia State University graduate.
The Work: Author of “The Wait Is Over” and “Being Single Is Cool”; Stage plays “Search Light” and “Measure Of A Man”; Written one man show: “Being Single Is Cool”;