Why Be a Slave?
by feistyy (bett)
There was a time i had all control, to live a life towards a goal
To hold a job, to raise a child, behave as taught and not be wild
To be a woman, strong and smart, to feed the mind but not the heart
It seemed to matter to me then, that all could sure on me depend
Conduct counts, behave just so, do what's right, they'll never know that
all it brought was stress and pain, never made me happy was all in vain
So time went on the struggle grew, between the life and what i knew
Was locked inside, the secret place, and never showed upon my face
i couldn't say not quite out loud, that all i needed to be allowed
To bend my knee, to whisper low, to lower my eyes and finally show
Just how i shiver and i shook, at Masters voice or just a look
To wear His collar chains or brand, to serve Him with both heart and hand
Now is the time i live for me, no more afraid to let me be
The woman slave that buried deep, was never dead but just asleep
My Master found when he did look, that i was lost, so me He took
and showed the way to be fulfilled,my spirit loved, fed & thrilled
He taught me now & teaches still, what i need to learn most well
We both rejoice and laugh and smile, to see i've made it one more mile
This is the way i want to live, to serve, submit and ever give
My best to Him, i owe him much, my heart, my soul and on and such
Kind and gentle, firm and strict, my Master helps me be correct
To shape my mind to free my soul, to help me make it to my goal
To be a slave's misunderstood, research it first you really should
and then you'd see the richness there, the way i need it like the air
Its not a life that's easy true, but then what is i'd ask of you
But if we all are true to heart, it must be then the place to start
Within yourself there is a place, where honesty has won the race
and if you find a slave kneels there, don't be afraid just be fair
For only when you let it shine, can you be calm in heart and mind
It is a part of all i do, i know now that its really true
The life is hard,the learning long,& discipline comes each time i'm wrong
i've faced the truth there is no doubt,this is just what i'm all about
i need it in my daily fare, to resist and struggle and find it there
calmly applied by Master - friend, who knows just what i need and when
i learn to take what he will allow, do all i can to please somehow
And know that if i am in vain, He will calmly correct me yet again
my Master now i wish to thank, for all He does, for every spank,
When i get tired, rebellious, give lip, i know i often feel his whip
Its all the life i love and choose, to kiss His feet and lick His shoes
Sometimes my mind can't understand, why it is i need his firm hand
i'm a woman proud, alive and grown, why cant i make decisions alone?
Because you see, i am a slave, his power is something i've come to crave
i do not fear the belt or hand, for it only helps me now to stand
and know myself and limits too, so i can push them make them new
My Master knows his slavegirl well, and has many things that He will tell
To help me through, to ease my way, to challenge me both night and day
i am his slave i wear his chains, and through my tears will say again
i wouldn't stop this for the world, i am His, His little slavegirl
The lessons here are no more hard than those we learned in the school yard
To mind my manners, to know my place, to honour Him with heart and face
to represent my teacher well, to never say "oh what the hell"
i am a slave and one that's owned, i kneel most days here in my home
Obedience is a lesson tough, and hard to learn through all the stuff
that clogs the truth and confuses me, and makes it hard for me to see
i love my Master, i want to please, and so i live upon my knees
This is the place that i belong, to bow my head cannot be wrong
To honour Him in all i do, to be a slavegirl through and through
It makes me smile it brings me joy, He values me
i'm not a toy The rules He sets for me are best, they set my worries now to rest
He is quite strict and sharp and firm, and so its easier for me to learn
So in the end i have to say, i need this life and every day
To know there's limits to my choice, to speak my love in calm clear voice
To love my Master and His care of me, He touched my soul and made me free
He owns me now, i am his task, i'm grateful that He let me ask
Him for His help, wisdom, calm, when things were muddled and always wrong
i'm on a path i understand, I'm His slave of heart, His to command.
