Ghada Shahbender

Rookie - 1 Points (27th March 1962 / Cairo, Egypt)

The Prince And The Eleventh Concubine - Poem by Ghada Shahbender

I was not raised for servitude
I was not born into slavery
An eleventh concubine…
I will never be.

I will not howl or crawl
I will not with other lionesses brawl
Into that dark circle…
I will never fall.

I cannot be torn apart and shredded
I cannot be taken as anything but a whole
At the alter of your manliness…
I will not surrender my soul.

A prince you are and a prince I want you to be
To hold tenderly, to mount passionately, to embrace intelligently
But anything less…
You cannot expect from me

For my prince sits high on a manly throne
Of desire, love and respect
And anything less…
Of him I cannot accept.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2005

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