Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Do What You Gotta Do

/Go on and park your car
in the supermarket parking
lot across the street..
remember he told you to be
very discreet...
his car is in the parking lot
of the hotel where you've
agreed to meet with him...
you don't know it...
but your future is already
looking kind of dim../

/ He's a married man but you don't
care...
you'd follow him anyplace
anywhere..
and I know you think that he's
with you exclusively
girl, everyone but you knows
that he cheats on you and his wife
ruthlessly../

/But go on ,do what you gotta do
baby...
you're a grown woman
and the only one you gotta answer to
is you...
Do your thing girl...
Do what you gotta do baby...
Sooner or later, he'll discard you
when he's bored with you./

/You say that you've loved him
for half of your life...
do you ever give a thought to
his poor wife?
she's never done a thing to you...
she doesn't have a clue
what the two of you do.../

/ You two meet twice a week
Wednesday and Friday Nights...
You keep it so discreet...
You keep it very tight...
but everyone in town has peeped
your card...
when it all falls down...
for you, it'll be extra hard.../

"Do your thing baby"

/Go ahead and Do what you gotta do
baby..
you're a grown woman-
and the only one you gotta answer to
is you...
Do what you gotta do baby...
He's gonna break your heart before it's
through.../

4 comments:

The Dreamy One said...

you know Keith I never understood how some women can mess with a married man??

like come on cant you find someone of your own!!

Blu Jewel said...

that was a very powerful poem. I'd like to see one written about the man too.

love!

Muze said...

AMEN.

i need to forward this to a FEW people. geesh.

Still Patrice said...

very true.
happens err'day

i sent you an invite. check your email