I was not raised for servitude <br />I was not born into slavery <br />An eleventh concubine… <br />I will never be. <br /> <br />I will not howl or crawl <br />I will not with other lionesses brawl <br />Into that dark circle… <br />I will never fall. <br /> <br />I cannot be torn apart and shredded <br />I cannot be taken as anything but a whole <br />At the alter of your manliness… <br />I will not surrender my soul. <br /> <br />A prince you are and a prince I want you to be <br />To hold tenderly, to mount passionately, to embrace intelligently <br />But anything less… <br />You cannot expect from me <br /> <br />For my prince sits high on a manly throne <br />Of desire, love and respect <br />And anything less… <br />Of him I cannot accept.<br /><br />Ghada Shahbender<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-prince-and-the-eleventh-concubine/
