THE THEME TO MY PAGE IS:
*BLACK LOVE*
THERE IS NOTHING MORE POWERFUL OR STRONGER THAN THE LOVE OF A BLACK MAN AND A BLACK WOMAN.
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Welcome to my second home here on the Planet...For those of you who know me and those of you who wish to know me...I am dma39 from around the way...
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*SO ADDRESS ME AS SUCH*
I can see right past your intricate masks
give a sophisticated answer to any question you ask
Raise 1 or 10 children through struggle and strife
run a major corporation and be a supportive wife
Converse with the `big-wigs` or holla atcha in the
hood and say "absolutely wonderful!" or "Haay, it`s all good!"
Put you in your place, without sayin` much I`m an
intellectual Black sista,
SO ADDRESS ME AS SUCH
Possessing the strength of the strongest foundation
my voice speaks in volumes heard throughout the nation
My hands grasp doubt and turns it into hope
and these hands have cut society`s "limitation rope"
Because there is no limit on the strength that I
possess
the determination I have, my courage or my prowess
The force of my power can be felt with one touch I`m a strong Black sista,
SO ADDRESS ME AS SUCH
My heart contains love in it`s purest form
unconditional, absolute, and everyday reborn
My love can surpass the most grueling of tests
It supplies assurance where there is unrest
My love bonds, and shapes, and molds, and holds
It begins from birth, to "infinity-years-old"
You can even feel it without physical touch
I`m a loving Black sista,
SO ADDRESS ME AS SUCH
The passion that is swelling, brewing inside
Rises to my surface, it never hides
Whether it`s displayed when I take a stand
or when it`s seductively unveiled for my man
It`s intensity is unrestrained, and uninhibited
and just like my strength, it is unlimited
It can be overwhelming, for some, it`s a bit much
I`m a passionate sista,
SO ADDRESS ME AS SUCH
Intellectual, strong, loving, and passionate
sophisticated, powerful, affectionate, immaculate
I`m not your hoochie, your %#&@$!, or your hoe
I`m the center of life, more than you`ll ever know
I`m your sister, your auntie, your niece, your mother
and I stand beside you, not behind you my brother
I come in different shapes, shades, and sizes
and no one can deny me when this sista rises
My style is captivating, thank you very much
I`m a beautiful Black sista
SO ADDRESS ME AS SUCH
"Author unknown"
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*Black Man Cake*
I`m making a black man cake cause I`m hungry as hell. And the sweet tooth I have, only a brother can break the spell. Let me reach into my spice rack to see what I can get. To make a mix that will stick to my stomach you can
bet.
2 cups of intelligence, 1 cup of sugar brown. Cause he`s got to be sweet, mental, deep and sound.Cinnamon is always good to accent the taste. A few cups of culture so he`s down for his race. You see I won`t bite into anything that`s not conscious of its own. That`s why I stick to chocolate and leave angel food alone. I am adding butter cause he must be smooth.
2 raisins for the dimples will also be cool. I must add nuts so he can reproduce. Can`t leave him hangin` cause I like kids too! I think I`ll add a little salt to balance him out. And a dominant profile to show he has clout.
For a responsible man I`ll throw in some yeast So he can rise to the occasion when I`m ready to feast. I`ll add 8 cups of strength and into the oven to bake. Turn it to 360 degrees to balance out his mental state.
Now that its done. I`m sorry sistas I won`t share the wealth. That`s why I`m sharing the recipe because I`m eating this black man all by myself.
Good Black men are indeed all around us. We pass them on the streets, in the malls and the halls at work. Most we can`t see because we don`t know what a good man really looks like. He usually isn`t flashy enough or rich enough to turn our heads. He might not wear a suit or push a Lex.
He might not have a "body like Arnold with a Denzel face." But, as you mature, you realize it`s better to find someone who`s got your back than someone who turns your head.
A good man doesn`t agree wholeheartedly with everything you say. He doesn`t just tell you what you want to hear and do the opposite. He doesn`t declare how sensitive, sweet, caring, sincere, yada yada he is (he won`t have to because it shows).
He has his own opinions and you may clash, but he doesn`t have to degrade you to prove he`s right. He even admits at times to being wrong, especially if you are willing to do the same. A good man is not going to meet every item on your checklist.
He is human with frailties and faults mixed in with all of his wonderful, strong attributes. He needs your loveand respect. He needs to feel that you don`t live to "catch" him doing something wrong so you can declare, "Aha! I knew you were a dog!!"
A good man doesn`t necessarily give you a huge birthday or Valentine`s gift. He shows his love in the ways that are comfortable to him.
Don`t judge him by TV standards. No one is living that fairy tale for real. You`ll miss out on your own fairy tale by buying into the myth that our men are no good. It`s just not true.
Black Men, we salute you, and thank you for who you are and all you`ve done.
"Author Unknown"
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This next poem was sent to me from a very good friend. Thank You!!! You know who you are.
*I APOLOGIZE*
I apologize black woman for all the seen and
unseen lies,
For the heartache and pain that brought tears
in your eyes.
I apologize black woman for not being true
from the start, for running away from you, leaving a hole in
your heart. For ignoring your feelings and pushing them
aside, because I was too damn arrogant and pumped up with pride.
I apologize for making promises that I
couldn`t keep, for building a foundation based on treachery
and deceit. Being selfish and inconsiderate, I did what I
wanted to do, making costly decisions without thinking of
you.
I apologize for not holding you through restless nights and stormy days, for my immature thoughts and my foolish ways. Instead of carrying your love with me, I justthrew it on the shelf, after we made love I turned away, only
thinking of myself. You cried your heart for me, while I was out running wild and loose, I destroyed the essence of your love with physical, mental, & emotional abuse.
I gave you hell black woman by giving up when
times got rough, I didn`t slap you, I pushed you, I neglected you-even that`s bad enough!
Now I see why you build a wall around you, because it is me you despise, but that`s the price that I have to pay for all the times I wore a disguise.
I pray to GOD that one day you will realize,
That I LOVE YOU BLACK WOMAN, AND I APOLOGIZE.
This poem is dedicated to the black woman for all the hurt and pain that we as black men have caused you. We have a tendency to mess up and not being a man about admitting that we were wrong
"I Apologize".
Author Unknown
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