
I Object!
Excuse me your honor, I object!
My Father did not create me to be his roommate when he plucked his ribs and embedded them in me
When I was given to him it was said he was to be my protector, not me his slave
See, the way my faith is set up, I cannot afford to cook and clean without a ring
Look through my resume, I am well over qualified to be treated like a queen
My objective is not to play house, but to build a home
The fact that I came from his sides is proof that I am not to be his doormat
But to walk along side him as his equal- not a fling, a booty call or a temporary satisfaction
The education I am receiving from God’s Word University is teaching me to be a noble woman of character
Keep reading and you will see that my experiences include time in His presence and in His word
Through that I am learning what unconditional love is and to accept nothing less
I take part in organizations that will lift and help guide me towards my destiny
I volunteer my time to those who are walking a similar journey and from whom I may find and give support
My cover letter describes in details that I am to be protected, cherished, loved unconditionally, and I will do the same in return
To conclude I would like to add that I am not his mother, my job is not to fix him and raise him
If you don’t mind, keep him incarcerated until he is “queendom” ready
In a place where men learn to treat women like the queen they are
Release him when he is done manifesting in his foolishness and have discovered the king in him
Then he will stop complaining and make an effort
He will rid himself of commitment issues and be a man
He will see me as another human being deserving of respect instead of a disposable toy
Putting a ring on it won’t be because he likes it, but because he needs it
His American Dream will be serving God, building a home and raising a family
My breast and thighs will be normal body parts
My inner being will no longer be in darkness
He will commit to a “marriageship” instead of a formybenefitship