“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others" by Marianne Williamson.

allowances

Dear Mr. & Mrs. white America

you're gonna half to make an exception

in case you haven't noticed

i'm black

yes 

despite the well groomed exterior

and articulation of intelligent thought

this young woman

is black

and proud

and loud about it

because if i don't scream it from the roof tops every chance i get

you may just forget 

and try to tuck me away in a cubicle somewhere

giving a hard time to the "other darkies"

the ones "not like me"

you know the pants sagging, baby-mama havin',  always bragging they have some new new new sh*t, can't hold down a job, no more than a case number ni**as

the ones  you say i'm nothing like

but are ready to group me with because my afro draws more attention them my a** in a well tailored pants suit. 

so excuse me from the group

i get a pass

I am allowed to be angry

because being black comes with that privledge/right?

cause the world has done us so wrong for so long

and its been too long since we stood strong

and stood our ground

but when we do we get shot down

no ribbons in the skies for our loves or lives

just another sunset into sunrise

so it should be no surprise 

when the sh*t hits the fan

cause the revolution will NOT be televised

and it's already began.

-peace-

Written With Unexpressed Anger (Don't take it personal)

This is not what i wanted for our son

to see his mother withering & bruised at the hands of her love

Watching in wonder the destructive fury of our ignorance

unconsciously absorbing the cycle of violence into his internal systems

I wondered briefly if I will have created a monster

The type of man who hauls off on his woman

cause she said some sh*t he didn't like

a man like his father

This is not what I wanted for our daughter

for her to see her mother

as a victim

not even 5 months old

she laid with eyes wide open

crying the tears I refused to shed

for knowing better,

for feeling responsible, 

for allowing it to happen

for all the bullsh*t reasons you gave yourself to justify the wrong

I could not shed a tear

but she did.

This isn't what i wanted for you

the man I risked it all on was aware of the fragile heart he was given

held together with a patchwork of promises and pretty words

until there were none..

so yeah, I'll always pick a female over you,

Since that day I have chosen

and will continue 

to choose me

every single time.

because this isn't what I wanted but this is all i got.