The Bitches and Witches under the Willow Tree

The bitches and witches

Gathered under the Willow Tree

The reason for the gathering

They thought was to bury me.

But believe me folks

This is no joke

I am alive as I can be

They do not know who they are dealiing with

Because I am happy, joyous and free.

The hatred they are spilling out

Will not “make my day”

I will continue on my path.

No matter how they laugh.

I will give them the understanding.

I will give them an extra smile.

I will give them life long friendship.

While I walk this lonely mile.

I will give them unconditional love.

I will show them what they scream at me

I can rise above.

You, my friend have met them as you go about your day.

They are the winners who do not know about

Sticking to the goal

Of bring more to life than you take away

They do not do what’s best.

They bitch and moan

Critize and scream

While putting us to the test.

So I will ask a favor

Please if you have time

Do this for me

Send some love

From God above

To the bitches and witches under the willow tree

Before the ones that get buried

“Is not me.’

I am burden down

With grief and loss

I have no voice

To speak

I am not in that sacred place

To turn the other cheek.

So when you do your congregating

Please say a prayer for the aggravating

Bitches and Witches under the Willow Tree.