Just when Hardliner figures that she’s swimming
In some good clear water
Here comes God to muddy the situation again
Her rational mind tells her that God does not
Purposefully do things to derail her
But dang – the Alpha and Omega
The Great I Am – her Daddy
Likes to keep her on her toes all the time
When she figures that she finally gats all
The players in the game pegged
She knows the situation
She is rolling with the situation
God brings in a new situation to jack up
The good and sure flow she is rolling with
As if to say – can you handle that now?
Which leads Hardliner to believe
That she aint figured out shit! Continue reading
Woman in Progress
Earth Mothers Chronicles: Baptism
StandardWell – Ms. Change and Transition – one and only Oya
Has gone and outdone herself with this one
Hardliner scans her surroundings
And sista gurl aint impressed
Heyul – she would take her Valhalla experience
Or Hatshepsut with her twinkling eyes
Any dayum day of the week
That diva’s winds done dragged her off to a jungle
How you gon ruff up a High Queen and dump her in a jungle?
Like seriously?
Bush – mosquitoes and snakes?
Really – like seriously?
Uh–uh Ms. Oya – you needs to fix this one
Your transforming winds need to blow a sista outta here
Hey – Oya – hook a sista up! Continue reading
Queen of Thrones Chronicles: Walking the Talk
StandardYeh she knows cussing aint gon get her anywhere
Except a protracted stay in Pisstossity Ville
It aint no way for a Queen to behave
And Hardliner is down for squeezing peace outta a stank situation
But hey – sometimes shit’s real
When a sista gats to secrete some ratchet from her pores
Cause dem mutha fu – umph
In all her pisstossity Hardliner is lucid enough to
Realise that the impulse to squeeze peace outta
This here stank situation is very strong
Because the profanity coming from way down deep inside her gut
Is stubbornly lodged in her throat
The power of pray is awesome
Hardliner scowls at their remark
Whilst her left eye begins to do it’s twitching dance Continue reading
Queen of Thrones Chronicles: Holy Ground
StandardA sista could get used to this
All decked out in warrior gear and with a smooth
Sleek sabre that whistles when brandished
Hardliner checks herself out
Yeh a diva could get used to this
Feeling all powerful and shit!
Hardliner snap out of your Xena Warrior Princess reverie
Ms. Ego is pulling a resurrection on you
Hardliner sighs – can’t a sista admire her swag
For a little while without yall whinging about
Hubris and bravado pulling a coup on Planet Hardliner
Dang! Continue reading
Valhalla Chronicles: Beef
Standard]Who are you trying to fool Boo?
Their voice bespeaks wisdom
The very same kind that illumined Grandma’s eyes
Which could see past all the bullshit and straight
Into the bow-yo (core) of a person
Judging by that no nonsense approach from her Irates
Their brand of wisdom gats the tart taste of Grandma’s wooden spoon
That offered its priceless pearls in a painful way
And being the misdemeanor diva she is
Hardliner is most familiar with the latter Continue reading
Queen of Thrones Chronicles: Fake It Till you Make It
StandardHardliner may be that ride or die Star Wars chick
Heyul – she’ll ride hard for anything with a God
A magic orb – a dashing knight hero with a flaming sword
Enchanted beings – especially elves named Legolas
Umph – a sista could get real creative on dem pointed ears
And as girlfriend revels in her lustful reverie
One of Oya’s feisty gusts snatches her out of it Continue reading
Hardliner #113: The Queen of Thrones Chronicles: Love and War
StandardYou hear me?
Ms. Ego warns off the bat
There are degrees to which you let out our buiznass
Never mind that being brutally honest – self cleansing crap
If you gon do this – you gon do it my way!
There is only one way – one truth
The Irates remind her in that infuriating ultra dry tone of theirs
My way is more comfortable
Ms Ego – combative as ever spits out
I aint saying don’t spill your guts – hey power to you and all that
But do it like you gats some sense in your dayum head
Save a little fifteen percent or something
That – there is only one truth is highly overrated
Hardliner – baby – your sabre needs sharpening
God this is too much – Hardliner muses to herself
That happens when you interrupt…
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Queen of Thrones Chronicles: Snake Charmer
StandardLawd knows Hardliner abhors snakes
If there is one creature the Almighty has made
That she just don’t gats the stomach for is the snake
Heyul – didn’t Lucifer come in the form of a snake
In that whole Garden of Eden fiasco?
Well Hardliner don’t abide none
From the tiny garden ones to the real muthas
That can take a person out stone cold within seconds
As far as she is concerned – aint no snake is harmless
Anything that crawls around on its belly aint fit to be trusted
And its stealthy nature is not restricted to its species either
‘Cause there are many reptiles walking this life on two dayum legs Continue reading
Queen of Thrones Chronicles: Doing Joy in the Meantime
StandardGawd dayum –
If she hears that “Happy” ass Pharrell song one more time
With its cute infectious beat – she gon flip
Cause life aint cute and happy
It never was baby gurl
Life is what you make it
Really?
That is all yall gats?
Some lame ass cliché?
Did you pray this morning Boo?
The saccharine in their tone could trigger a diabetic shock
Not to mention that it has taken her pugnacity
Up more than a few notches Continue reading
Queen of Thrones Chronicles: Get Ready
StandardUmph – the devil is a liar!
Hardliner is seeing red – not roach red –
But fire engine red with its siren screaming
At ear busting decibels
Yeh – she resigns to the truth that shit happens
To test misdemeanor divas like her
But it is so dayum hard to pull Ms. Ratchet away
From the precipice of no return when the shit does go down
It so happens that Hardliner has to face the fact that
She gats a hater in her camp! Continue reading