Overqualified

Being a woman as me and as she is not easy to say the least. Our intelligence causes them to vamoose; so many flee that we have few to choose. Our strong drive to succeed is so fierce, so severe that it sometimes has us unaccompanied. Continuously inquiring about my relationship status, constantly asked, “Why are you single?” Well see what had happened was, I developed these things called standards and when I did that, that depleted my resource pool by nearly half if not more and when I got my 1st degree, that closed several more doors. Upon completion of my 2nd, I might as well be totally disconnected. For you see, men do not perceive me beyond my independence or my conscious state of mind. My conversation about numerology, the state of our people and the planets has me tossed to the side. They would rather be in the company of a woman who is damaged. Act like a regular girl, they say; I have no idea what that means and I would not dare try to figure it out. I walk with my head held high functioning with the utmost esteem but I cannot lie, at times I just want to violently shout! Ahhhh!!!! When will I be graced upon, when will I manifest my king? One that is free, not only mentally but physically and not one serving 10 to 20. For the life of me, I know there must be One brotha out here, somewhere out there for she and for me. Not allowing life precious moments to pass us by; we will continue to be free indeed. © 2011 TM Carr