It is too dayum early in the year for Cock eyed Sue
To come a calling at Hardliner’s door
By now you should know that the pain from avoiding –
And disobeying your spirit’s urging to address certain issues
Will render you cock eyed sister
And yet here you are – preparing to welcome her
Happy New Year to you too sister
And Hardliner puts in as much sarcasm and acidity
As she can into that retort Continue reading
Gawd dayum – how long a sista gats to put up
With this bitch ass ice cold weather
Valhalla aint no joke – and it sure as heyul aint for black folk
Nevertheless she is here – brought by Oya’s transforming winds
After transcending some of her deep seated issues
Valhalla was a sign of her spiritual elevation
And sista gurl milked this victory for all its worth
But now the high has worn off – she’s bored
A little ticked off and cold as mutha fu – umph
Anyway – aint no feel good herbs can grow in that frozen ground Continue reading
Stained a deep hue of ebony – Hardliner would be lying
If she said that she has never had any trouble
Seeing herself beyond society’s false images of black beauty
Looking at it now – this painful journey of self-acceptance
Is a rite of passage for most – if not every dark skinned sista
And a lot of sisters out there have not freed their inner slaves
To find peace beyond their dream of skin bleached acceptance Continue reading
She could start off by stating that this aint a woe is me rant
But who the hell is she fooling
She could also plead not guilty – absolving herself from
The psycho PMS trip that has high jacked Planet Hardliner
But really – sista gurl knows that she aint putting
Up no resistance to her VAP!
Straight up – no chaser – this is a woe is me story
Hardliner has kicked do better when you know better to the curb Continue reading
Ms. Jill is in the house – phunking up a storm
With her haterism anthem
“Hate on me hater – now or later
Cause I’m gonna do me – you’ll be made baby”
Yessssssssssah! – Hardliner can identify
She aint no hater
Though she may dislike a couple of folks here and there
But sista gurl aint about hating on nobody
Cause God bless the diva that’s got her own Continue reading
Snow White is all up in sista-gurl’s dome
Singing in that thin shrilly voice of hers
‘Bout whistling while she works – all happily dee – happily dum
Aided by her rabid forest animal crew
Hardliner lays down the law – she don’t want no vermin all up in her crib
The cute watercolour birdees she could just about stomach
But it is high time for Prince Charming to come –
Astride his gallant steed and whisk that nut case away to his Royal digs
To deflower her ass into the real world
Of hardcore matrimony and motherhood Continue reading
Hardliner is on a mission to forgive a sista friend
Who done her wrong – the chick totally blindsided her
And one would figure that at some point in fifteen years
She would have spotted the pigeon
Surreptitiously laying underneath all that sisterhood
Despite the strong desire to administer a beat down
Cause she could go that way real easy
Hardliner reminds herself that Queens don’t get their hands dirty
For no man – and especially on no foul bird Continue reading
Hardliner is mulling over a cliché lodged in her mind
About something is to forgive and to err is human
The dayum thing won’t let her get a moment’s peace
And from the familiar heavenly sent wafting through her dome
Hardliner senses that vacation in the absence of her Irates
May be coming to a screeching halt – not that it has
Been one with the Queen of badass – Hatshepsut either
Oh – what da heyul is that tired ass cliché? Continue reading
As if she don’t gats enough on her plate
Now she gats a resurgence of the Ethereal Pookie and company
To add to her marriage and mama drama
When it rains – it don’t mean it gats to pour
C’mon – here she is – high noon in the dayum Theban dessert
And a rainstorm has still managed to track her ass
Hatsheput is back to giving her death ray glares
Like she is some Sith Lord of a faraway Star Wars Galaxy
And sista gurl could whinge on ‘bout plenty more
Cause yes – damnit! Continue reading
Are you ready to look into your mirror sister
You will not break
A daughter of the Great I am cannot break
These words jar in her dome
Branching out into spasms throughout her body
Their deadliest concentration within her centre
Existing purely at a cerebral level aint nothing
But an experience of life from the neck up
Magic only happens when a truth sown in the mind
Is birthed in the soul
In other words – you gats to acknowledge it then feel it
For any healing to take place
Now Hardliner is a head and neck gal Continue reading
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