Being a black woman and living in a black world makes my livin.. genuine.
Pressure from the outside does not penetrate my inside.
Blaqasmidnight thin in the face and thick in the waist. Black queens are all around have you seen me?
Doctors, Lawyers, Scientist, Judges, Entreprenures, and even the woman at the check out stand. Don`t let the black face fool you. Every black woman is a queen and every black man is a king.
Together you bring the love,tenderness,and determination to keep your house a float. I am a proud black queen livin in my world..Are you? Or is yours just a dream...
Brotha
Hello..My strong brotha..yeah I said strong..It`s been a while since we have touched base but you are always in my thoughts.. I am sorry to hear that you are having problems at this time ..I think everyone is in one shape or form.. You know some times I look up in the sky and wonder how did I get here? What is my purpose here on this earth...Who else is out there in space?..Can they see me?..Do they have the same type of terrorism that we are having at this moment..Do they have hate against each other?..Do they look the same?
Where did this economy that is tearing lives apart come from?.. Why do some people live in million dollar homes and some live in projects, or on the streets?..Based on what? Are we not all the same? Look at the freeways..Where are they going and where do the end? This bothers me sometime..It bothers me that I can`t speak to my mother on a day to day basis because she is gone to a better place..but her spirit is with me everyday ..... It bothers me that my sons are rejected by society because of their skin color..because of what they say the typical black male is..
It bothers me that some men can make babies but not be a father for their child when they need to be...It bothers me that when times are tough and you have nowhere to go and you try to go get some assistance they tell you ..Youneed to sell your belongings or sell your azz before we can help you, before we give you one red dime.. How is that gonna help me? My family needs help now! It bothers me that a kid movie can make 200 million dollars on opening night/Weekend and we have starving kids all over the world who don`t know where their next meal is coming from or where they will sleep.. Yeah ..I feel your pain brother ..I hope you feel mine.. Never give up because the sky will surely shine..
I have done some major dirt in my life to many people..Hell... I think I am part dirt.. but my self esteem can`t get any lower.. You my fine black brother have what it takes to be the black man that I so desire.. You have squashed all the images that they say about the typical black man. You have a degree / education.. You have your own company and employees who answer to you. You are over the thirty year mark and have no children... Not to mention fine azz hell..So don`t go away fighting and putting your self down..Look at what you have accomplished not what is yet to be done.. Yeah we falter every now and then ..but we get back up and do it all over again.. I love you black man..Maybe I haven`t had the chance to touch you, or to hold you or even feel you grow inside of me.. But the feeling is just the same..I enjoy being your friend.. Don`t ever hesitate or procrastinate..Be the strong brotha that I know you are..
One love Blaq
Phenomenal Woman:
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I`m not cute or built to suit a fashion model`s size but when I start to tell them, they think I`m telling lies. I say, It`s in the reach of my arms the span of my hips, the stride in my step, the curl of my lips. I`m a woman phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, that`s me.
I walk into a room just as cool as you please, and to a man, the fellows stand or fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, a hive of honey bees. I say, It`s the fire of my eyes,and the flash of my teeth, the swing in my waist, and the joy in my feet. I`m a woman phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, that`s me.
Men themselves have wondered what they see in me. They try so much but they can`t touch my inner mystery. When I try to show them they say they still can`t see. I say, It`s in the arch of my back, the sun of my smile, the ride of my breasts, the grace of my style. I`m a woman phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, that`s me.
Now you understand just why my head`s not bowed. I don`t shout or jump about or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing it ought to make you proud. I say, It`s in the click of my heels, the bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, the need of my care, `cause I`m a woman phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, that`s me.
Black Woman:
I see you looking at me with that look of admiration and
confusion
I have come to know so well.
I see you struggling to figure out what it is about me that won`t
allow you to look away.
I see you trying to pin point the physical trait that is drawing
you so strongly to me.
I see you comparing me to the type of women who USUALLY grabs
your
attention.
I see you noticing that you aren`t the only man noticing.
I see you getting frustrated because you can`t figure out why you
think I`m so beautiful.
Well, Baby, Let me help you out...
It`s not my face, you`ve seen much prettier I`m sure.
It`s not my make-up, I don`t wear enough to really make a
difference. It`s not my hair, it`s nice but plain.
It`s not my clothes, lots of other women dress nicely.
It`s not my body, I don`t have the kind of measurements to be
considered superfine".
It`s not my smile, it`s warm and welcoming but not unique enough
to stand out.
You see, it`s my confidence, the way I don`t seem to care whether
you look or not.
It`s my humbleness, the way I acknowledge my flaws rather than
disguise them.
It`s my honesty, the way you automatically feel it`s okay to
trust
what I say.
It`s my tactfulness, the way you never have to worry about your
feelings being hurt.
It`s my submissiveness, the way I quietly allow you to take
charge
and be a man.
It`s my aggressiveness, the way I go after the things I want in
life.
It`s my intelligence, the way I think deeply and articulate
clearly.
It`s my naivety, the way I am willing to let you teach me the
things I don`t know.
It`s my integrity, the way I show you that I will always do the
right thing and the way I expect you to do the same.
It`s my naughtiness, the way I am willing to let go of my
inhibitions sometimes.
It`s my sense of humor, the way I bring out the "silliness" in
you
and the way I make you laugh.
It`s my thoughtfulness, the way I comfort you when you are
hurt, encourage you when you are strong, help you when you are weak
and motivate you to do things you never thought possible.
It`s my loyalty, that special way I make you feel like you are
the
only man alive when I am with you.
It`s my independence, the way I have my own place, my own ride,
and I my own bills. The way I don`t ask YOU to do the things I
should do for myself.
It`s the way I have a life of my own so that I don`t feel the
need
to "sweat" you when you are doing things that don`t involve me.
Yes, I`m beautiful.
I have the kind of beauty that does not fade with age or change
with trends.
Isee you looking, trying desperately to figure out why YOU are
so
attracted to me.
Baby, allow me to let you in on the secret to understanding MY
beauty.
Look at me with your heart first.
Then, look at me with your eyes.
Now, Ain`t I the finest woman you`ve ever seen?
And, Don`t you FINALLY understand why?
I would not change my color for all the wealth in the world,
for
had I been born white, I might not have been able to do all I have
done.
by: Mary McLeod Bethune
TO ALL MY SISTERS:
"SISTER MY SISTER"
Sister my Sister, can I speak with you for a minute? No, I don`t want to hear your business, cause I ain`t trying to be in it. I`d just like to talk with you if I could and share my views on the lack of "real" sisterhood. You see I`m guilty and maybe you are the same, of judging my sisters without even knowing their name. I look at their shape, comment on their hair and talk about what they really should or shouldn`t wear. I roll my big eyes, I put my hands on my hips, and not a kind word comes out of my "got the nerve" lips. Why can`t I just smile , wave and say "Hey, I`m down with you sister, have a nice day?" We need to stick together, it`d be great if we could, to promote the unity, understanding and "real" sisterhood. Without we have nothing, why not go for it all, for sisters united we stand, divided we fall. So let`s seize the moment, before the moment is gone. Grasp this message Sister My Sister and PASS IT ON!!!
TO ALL MY BROTHERS:
"HOW TO RECOGNIZEA GOOD BLACK WOMAN"
A good Black woman is proud
She respects herself and others
She is aware of who she is
She neither seeks definition from her man, nor does she expect him to read her mind
She is quite capable of articulating her needs
A good Black woman is a strong Black woman
she recognizes that her strength is weakened by attitudes that suggest that she doesn`t need a Black man
We all know that is not true, we need lots of loving... O.K.
A good Black woman is hopeful
She is strong enough to make all her dreams come true
She knows love, therefore she gives love
She recognize that her love has great value and must be reciprocated, if her love is taken for granted, it soon disappears
A good Black woman has a dash of inspiration and a dabble of endurance
She knows that she will at times have to inspire her Black man to reach the potential God gave him, and she will endure his pain and her own
A good Black woman knows her past, understands her present and forges toward the future
A good Black woman knows God, she knows that with Him the world is her playground, but without Him she will just be played with
A good Black woman does not live in fear of the future because of her past
Instead, she understands that her life experiences are merely lessons meant to bring her closer to self-knowledge and unconditional self-love....
Blaq..
