Brother Be Not Deceived Poem by Bree Z Love

Brother be not deceived;
As you seek to find the land for milk and honey.
You may find not milk, suitable to drink.
Those dried breast; no longer producing nourishment.
The tongue displeased for the nectar was not pure.
Yet, the tongue and belly needs to be busy because the thirst is real.
Sadly, no prize to bring home.

Your hunger pain never fades; still seeking to be fueled.
As a man's task is at hand to provide and continue the life cycle.
The irony found in your plan, holds a fabricated flower in hand.
Her character was built on social media,
She is seeking an instant Gram.
Her body took incisions and poisons;
To manipulate your mind.
Her tongue sprues lies.
She feeds you no truths or Virtues.
Her soul is toxic.
Yet, she desires to seduce you; while feeding your diluted sap.
And still no milk.

Brother,
I pray for you to be no longer deceived.
However, you must bow down on your knees,
Pray for discernment;
your Queen; embodied with nourishment.
Innately, you will know her by;
Centered beauty,
the fragrance
Of pure honey; no diluted sap.
As you approach,
before the kiss.
Her essence, you will feed instantly and be strengthen.
The caresses of her petals will keep you steady.
Until your belly is full.
Sending you out to handle the business of a man.
A productive filling to continue the cycle of life.
She is more than a calling mate.
She is a prized wife.