Wake up sleepy princess...

I have spent a lot of time observing the way we humans treat each other,

more specifically the way men and women have treated each other.

When I wrote the piece that will follow in this text I was moved at how woman had been forced to

become less than they where supposed to be.

How some had let go of the way God sees them and

had decided to hold on to the views and authority of men

whose primal drive was to manipulate, hurt and consume.

I sat on that particular day looking at the blank canvas and

I wanted to say something, but I could not call every teenage girl and every woman and remind them of the truth that God wants them to hear.

I ahve tried to treat women the way God has told me too and I want lie and

say that I have succeeded 100% of the time.

Seating in fron to of the blank page upon which I wrote this

I felt to even attach the feelings of a young men, who wanted to apologise to all those he had treated unjustly however trivial or serious the treatment had been percieved.

This is a piece dedicated to any who feel they can relate, but more importantly it is a piece to remind, to inspire my sisters to look to God as the source of the ultimate love and men as potential carriers of such a gift. Ultimately it is to say,

"Look up to the Source, be aware of the potential containers and do not settle for less than God's best for you life."

I hope this will really motivate and even help some who have been hurt and remind them about how important looking up to God as the ultimate source of love will truly help us move even beyond the absense of the containers that are supposed to treat us in love.

Princess by Bulela Vava

Never forget the genuine love that others have for you.

Never forget that you are still a princess.

Life secretly tells a tale,

Hidden beneath the sprouting bosom of the promiscuous child.

Hidden behind the silent tears of a child who thinks she has lost it all,

Simply because she gasped a shallow NO,

And his hormones registered a reasonably loud YES.

Life tells a well known tale of the fatherless home,

A kingdom with no king.

An empty house that echoes from the emptiness birthed by the absence

of one who teaches you to set your expectations high.

Who teaches you what being and feeling like a princess truly is.

Many a child has been known,

Many coming from such a troubled home.

Where chivalry and honorable gentlemen have been labeled as

objects or ideas of one’s wild imagination.

Left within the rotting archives of a forgotten past

Where the concept of receiving the best seems nonsensical

And second rate or second best are terms that describe the

hands that have been given the undeserved privilege to carry their fragile hearts.

This world exists and is a reality with which we live

And ironically embrace so well.

Feminists, Women's Rights Ambassadors and well known motivational speakers,

Speak,

But their voices fail to register in ears clogged up by years of false doctrine,

abuse, hate speech and extreme feelings of unworthiness.

These voices fail to penetrate deeper into their psyche,

Fail to remind these young and beautiful souls that the absence of a king,

Does not disqualify one from their royal birth-right.

A call goes out to you princesses,

To come back home,

To take your rightful place beside queens,

To learn that the privileges and ordinances that govern the royal monarchy

apply to you too.

To walk with the grace that you were born to embrace,

To set the bar very high,

As to allow only honorable men,

True princes, to qualify.

Never forget the genuine love that others have for you.

Never forget that you are still a princess.

This is a special dedication to all my female friends and to women out there in general.

Whether you know your father or not.

Take these words and learn if there is anything to learn.

But if there is one thing I want you to walk away with,

It is that there is no other king but Jesus himself who can teach you how to walk with the grace of queens.

God Bless You