Lawd 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
Queen of Thrones Chronicles: Sweet Love and Affection
StandardNow Hardliner will never be a mushy person
No amount of accepting and receiving love undefiled
Gon change that fact
Sista gurl just don’t do cloying
She don’t do pet names like boo boo – sweetie – suguh
And sure as heyul no – Pookie
A sista gats a reputation to maintain
So what do you consent to?
Her Irates humour her –
Fully aware that she is in resistance mode Continue reading
Queen of Thrones Chronicles: About that Love
StandardHardliner is going down punkass
And like Faith Evans puts it down in her soulful testimony
“There aint no explanation on this Earth”
All gurlfriend knows is that she’s going through somethin
And that this badass R&B diva is letting it rip on Planet Hardliner
Sanging ‘bout tears of joy
She is pulling an Aretha Ms. Franklin
And slaying that song like a dayum beast Continue reading
Queen of Thrones Chronicles: Who you be?
StandardAint it funny
That when a person desires a thing
They have to be willing to let it go in order to receive it
And aint it mad funny –
That they can spend all their dayum time
Obsessing over it – like when it gon come – how it gon come
Then in two blinks and a wink
That very thing appears right before their startled eyes
Hardliner knew her Queen was the house
When she caught that whiff of royalty
The moment she grasped her latest lesson Continue reading
High Queen Chronicles: Fear of flying
StandardWhen it comes to heights Hardliner is a chicken shit
Sista gurl don’t trust any expansive space
Filled with nothing but air around –
Beneath or above her – without a safety net
Like when – not if – gravity decides to jack her up
Who the hell gon catch her?
Why do you think of falling instead of soaring
This expansive space filled with nothing but air? Continue reading
Valhalla Chronicles: Boning Crazy
StandardIf there is a thin line between love and hate
There is one thinner between love and cray cray
And Hardliner has sure-nuff crossed it
Sista gurl is boning crazy right now
Straddling and riding it like she be possessed
Leaving her nothing but a scary – adrenalin fueled high on insane anger
Ooooooooh – she is so wired – so ready to tap
Into the overwhelming compulsion to do some ugly-ass mess
Cause the sweetest woman in the world
Can be the meanest bitch in the world
If you make her that way Continue reading
High Queen Chronicles: Betta that Devil
StandardIf Hardliner hears ‘keep the faith’ one more time
She gon flip
That cliché has been bandied about like a battered tennis ball
Well she don’t want to hear it no more
Real talk – her situation more flows like
‘Better the devil you know than the one you don’t know’
Meaning – sista trusts what she knows
She is familiar with what she knows
Cause believing in stuff that just aint there
Aka faith – aint doing doing nothing for her
Except to extend her stay in Pisstossicity Ville
Faith without works is dead –
I think might be more your speed – sister Continue reading
High Queen Chronicles: Inner Chile Blues
StandardOh Lord – deliver me from myself
Hardliner fervently prays
Eh – and Father – could you deliver me
From this particular situation – right here
She plays peek a boo with one eye
Glancing momentarily at the fierce looking Hatshepsut
Very much assuming the energy of the Warrior Goddess Sekhmet
Oh yeh – the lion gon roar today
And Lord could you like hurry this deliverance up
No disrespect – but sista gurl don’t feel like dealing
With her inner child today Continue reading