Who Shook The Hive?

Birth from the dark into the light..I kneeled at my bedside..screamed out in rage..spoke in tongues for 11,111 days..baptized by pain..isolated at your footsteps...scrambled to heal what remained..washed my hands in the sacred wata..blood seeped from my sacred place..made me feel inadequate in such a confusing lady place...started feeding myself spirituality and consuming it like manna...I danced the dance with me, myself, & ole lady Diana..I kissed my own feet..now stuck in between the energy of three and five I ask you..Who Shook The Hive?

Poem Written By

-Shana Ware of Our Essence of Serenity