A Slice of My Life
I desire to have a slice of my life
A chunky piece of me, for me alone,
Free from any iniquity or strife.
A piece creamy, exquisite and elite
To which I dedicate every heartbeat.
I'm not just a mother or a housewife
For them, who believe have a right to own
I desire to have a slice of my life.
The portion that tastes surreal and sweet
After arduous times, a wholesome treat.
It cannot be cut by a selfish knife
It's magnificence, I praise and intone
Free from any iniquity or strife.
I can shape it better in hours discreet
May not be perfect but makes me complete.
To add delectable toppings, I strive
Decorate it with sweat, for me alone
I desire to have a slice of my life.
It doesn't burn or melt in envious heat
God's precious gift to me, which none can beat.
One, which will never leave me in a trice
Becomes my identity, carved in stone
Free from any iniquity or strife.
I aim for the rainbow and soar the sky,
Sometimes like a seagull that stays airborne
I desire to have a slice of my life,
Free from any iniquity or strife.
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