Vulnerable

does it please the viscera
to see his vacant stare?
would he give his all then
to see one’s breath go again?
i know to resist
to not lust
like we resist those
against us
but does he know that his body
comes between us?
that i worship
that is beloved
vulnerably, i will go down there
vulnerably, i will throw my body down
vulnerably, i will go under his strong hands
vulnerably, i will glow a last glow
what do we owe a man?
who could oppress the colonial man?
from whom is honour rejected?
for whom is tribute collected?
i know to be ruthless
to not come between us
i know to have hard flesh
to rise against rust
but does he know that his body
comes between us?
that i worship
that is beloved
vulnerably, i will go down there
vulnerably, i will throw my body down
vulnerably, i will go under his strong hands
vulnerably, i will glow a last glow