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!  . GREETING BLACKPLANET MY NAME IS DERRICK DILWORTH AKA (COUNTRY KANE)THANKYOU FOR STOPING BY MY PAGE SHOWING LUV,I WONT TO SAY TO ALL MY BROTHERS OUT THERE DONT LET YOUR PAST DESTROY YOUR FUTURE JUST LEARN FROM IT AN MOVE ON WITH YOUR LIFE. BUT TO MY LADIES OUT HERE IF YOU HAVE A GOOD MAN ALLOW HIM TO LUV YOU , SUM WOMEN THEY WANT TO BE LOVED BUT DONT KNOW HOW TO EXCEPT LOVE . I UNDERSTAND THAT THERE OR WOMEN OUT THERE THAT HAS BEEN HURT IN YOUR LIFE BUT THERE OR MEN TOO . US MEN WE MAKE MISTAKES EVERYONE ONE DOES BUT DONT LET THAT ONE MISTAKE CAUSE YOU A LIFE TIME OF PAIN IF WE HAD JUST ONE RELATIONSHIP OUT THERE THAT WAS JUST PERFECT I WANT TO KNOW HOW IN THE HELL THEY DID IT BUT ITS NOT . GOD PUTS DIFFERENT PEOLPE IN OUR LIVES FOR DIFFERENT REASONS WE JUST HAVE TO EXCEPT THAT AN TRY NOT TO DO THE SAME THING THE NEXT TIME. LIKE THE SAYING GOES YOU CAN BE A FOOL ONCE BUT NEVER TWICE. THE NUMBER ONE THING IN A RELATIONSHIP IS PUT GOD FIRST IF YOU DONT DO THAT THEN IT WILL NEVER WORK . THE NEXT THING IS TRUST AN TO FORGIVE. LADIES I REALLY WANT YOU TO READ WHAT I WROTE FOR YOU SO SIT BACK AN LET ME TAKE YOU ON A JOURNEY. When things go wrong as they sometimes will, When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, When funds are low and the debts are high, And you want to smile, but you have to sigh. When care is pressing you down a bit. Rest, if you must, but don't you quit. Life is queer with its twists and turns As every one of us sometimes learns. And many a failure turns about When he might have won had he stuck it out: Don't give up though the pace seems slow - You may succeed with another blow. Success is failure turned inside out - The silver tint of the clouds of doubt. And you never can tell how close you are. It may be near when it seems so far: So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit It's when things seem worst that you must not quit . (THIS IS FOR MY STRONG BLACK WOMEN I AM CALLING OUT TO YOU) (calling out) STRONG BLACK WOMEN STRONG BLACK WOMEN (pause) STRONG BLACK WOMEN???? (no answer) Why must you hide disrespect, jealousy, gossip, hate and no self-pride Why must it be this way such anger inside Can't we all just be sistas with love in our eyes I guess it's easier said than done How far have we come? Well judging by our attitudes the answer is an obvious one Seek and ye shall find the power of your own mind Look within your heart and soul before trying to reach someone else's goals (calling out) STRONG BLACK WOMEN !! STRONG BLACK WOMEN !! I hear you calling me back What's that you say? Self love you lack no confidence low self-esteem anger from the past fear trying to be superwoman needing approval from others lack of focus THERE'S MUCH MORE!!!! STRONG BLACK WOMEN STOP RIGHT THERE!!!!!!! Listen to yourselves such negativity in the air Let's grow let's move on let's rise above return to the place we should be the reason why we are here to love Now close your eyes black women Breathe out anger frustration lack of love and all negativity Now breathe in and release (calling out) NOW I CALL ON YOU AGAIN CALLING ALL STRONGER BLACK WOMEN STRONGER BLACK WOMEN EVEN STRONGER THAN BEFORE!!! Women of STRENGTH Women of PEACE Women of UNITY Women of LOVE COME OUT !! COME OUT !! Wherever you are and stay out Black Woman STRONGER BLACK WOMAN COME OUT!!! BROWN SKIN ROSE IS THE NAME OF THIS POEM WOMEN LISTEN/READ WITH YOUR HEART******************** I touched the tender blossom, Of the brown skinned rose, The delicate, pink petals were alive, Full of moisture, and color, and fragrance, The strong, supple limbs, Rippled with delight, As the fragile, sensitive, inner bud, Tensed in anticipation, I touched the tender blossom, Of the brown skinned rose, The shiny, pink petals glistened with morning dew, I heard the sighing wind in nearby pastures, The limbs became tendrils that pulled at me, As the fragile, sensitive bud, Swelled in anticipation, I touched the tender blossom, Of the brown skinned rose, The playful, pink petals whispered welcome, The strong, supple limbs began an ancient dance, As the fragile, sensitive bud, Rose in anticipation, I touched the tender blossom, Of the brown skinned rose, The silky, pink petals gently returned my caress, The strong, supple limbs began a tantalizing climb, As the fragile, sensitive bud, Shuddered in anticipation, I touched the tender blossom, Of the brown skinned rose, The soft, pink petals opened, And then they closed, The soft, pink petals opened, And then they closed, The strong, supple limbs suddenly arched and froze, The sighing sounds were replaced by ohs, As the fragile, sensitive bud, Quivered in ecstatic release. I LOVE BLACK WOMEN, I CAN'T HELP IT I love black women, I can't help it. The FIRST woman who ever loved me even before I knew I existed, is a black woman - I love her, I can't help it. Why did it take me so long to recognize truth? It was always there looking me alive in the face. In the 50's and 60's we thought that women other than our own were beautiful - I loved them, I couldn't help it. Blame it on my ignorance; self-hate; left-over slave mentality; T.V.; ms.-education - I couldn't help myself. Black women are just so so so naturally beautiful. How did I miss it? - with a fine hi yella mother; a switch-carrying grandmother; chocolate aunts; black sisters - one afro-centric, the other just smart, sweet carmel cousins, and that cute, spoiled little girl down the street with that "good" hair - whew! What was her name? Oh yeah, Rosy, I loved her, I couldn't help it. Man, have you ever seen a stylish, well dressed black woman with elegant hands and painted exposed toes? I love that - I can't help it. I don't care if they are short, tall, skinny, thick, ...well I do have a preference for thick, but that's me - I can't help it. You know what I really love about black women? I love the way they move ..they have always moved so, ahhhhhhhhh, ya know, funky, silky, slow, sweeeeet ..I love to just look at 'em; shake my head; and quietly whisper to myself, "mmm mmm mmm look what GOD has made"; that's me; I can't help it. I know it's superficial, but let's be superficial for just a moment - I love a black woman's butt - they own that. I love looking at a black woman walking away from me, even if for the last time. It's something about that walk ..it's not a put-on, no one can fake that walk .that's Africa ..that walk is filled with making somethin' out of nothin'; that's stickin' by your man walk; that's labor pain you seeing thar brother. I Love Black Women - I Can't Help It! HOW TO LOVE A BLACK WOMAN IN MY EYES THE FIRST THING YOU MUST UNDERSTAND , THERE'S NO EASY WAY TO LOVE A BLACK WOMAN YOU'VE GOT TO FIGURE HER OUT . LEARN WHAT SHE IS ABOUT AND KNOW SHE'S SOMEONE YOU CANT LIVE WITHOUT , SHOWER HER WITH SWEETNESS ,BUT NEVER LET HER MISTAKE YOUR KINDNESS FOR WEAKNESS. ITS HARD FOR HER TO GIVE HERSELF TO YOU SO BE APPRECIATIVE OF THE LITTLE THINGS SHE TRIES TO DO. LET HER KNOW SHE CAN CONFIDE IN YOU AND IN RETURN SHE WON'T HAVE TO HIDE THINGS FROM YOU. SO BE SUPPORTIVE - BE HER FRIEND NOT HER FOE. WHEN SHE MAKES A MISTAKE DONT SAY I TOLD YOU SO , BE UNDERSTANDING- NOT DEMANDING. LET HER UNWIND SHE FACES A WORLD OF RAIN SO BE HER SUNSHINE. DONT GET TOO COZY IN THE COMFORT ZONE YOU'LL TAKE HER FOR GRANTED AND END UP ALONE. KEEP LOVE EXCITING AND NEW GO THE EXTRA MILE. KEEP FINDING NEW WAYS TO MAKE HER SMILE , REMEMBER TO BE SEXY BECAUSE WITHOUT A DOUBT SHE WANTS TO BE PROUD WHEN SHE TAKES YOU OUT. DON'T LET YOURSELF GO, DONT FORGET ABOUT YOU! LOVE YOURSELF AND SHE WILL LOVE YOU TOO. DONT SMOTHER THE WOMAN- LET HER BREATHE THE TIGHTER YOU HOLD ON THE FASTER SHE WILL LEAVE. AND WHEN YOU LOVE HER LOVE HER ALL THE WAY DOWN. DONT BE AFRAID TO EXPLORE HER POUND FOR POUND. IF YOU DON'T GIVE HER WHAT SHE NEEDS TO FEEL I GUARANTEE THAT SOMEONE ELSE WILL . BE HONEST BE PATIENT, AND DEMAND RESPECT AND A WONDERFUL BLACK WOMAN IS WHAT YOU'LL GET. SHOW HER YOUR PRIDE, STAND BY HER SIDE LET GOD BE YOUR GUIDE, AND LOVE WILL ABIDE. THANKYOU FOR READING MY PAGE AN WELCOME TO MY WORLD. |
