Poem: For My 10th Grade English Class / Class of 2026

People will use your traumaTo keep you downKeep you bondKeep you dependentKeep you focused on painFearAngerHatredThose who encourage yourHelplessnessSeek to control you the mostBe alertBe readyBe protectiveOf your growthYour lifeYour hopesYour dreamsQuestionWhy someone wantsTo do everything for youMake class easyGive you things you haven’t worked forWhat’s your story if you neverLearn?Never hurt?Never feel?Never heal andContinueContinue reading “Poem: For My 10th Grade English Class / Class of 2026”

Poem: It Shouldn’t Take Courage to Love a Black Woman

We, too, desire to bask in the radiance of another’s glory 
To be bathed in joy, peace and tranquility 
To rest without anxiety and wake without urgency 
We don’t need this grace from everyone 
Nor do we expect a societal shift out of gratitude for services rendered 
But for our men… 
It shouldn’t take courage to love a Black Woman

We Are All Bound Up Together

Frances Ellen Watkins Harper, 1866 I feel I am something of a novice upon this platform. Born of a race whose inheritance has been outrage and wrong, most of my life had been spent in battling against those wrongs. But I did not feel as keenly as others, that I had these rights, in commonContinueContinue reading “We Are All Bound Up Together”

Womanhood: Evidence of God’s Goodness

A Song & Verse Post: Evidence by Josh Baldwin evidence: the available body of facts or information indicating whether a belief or proposition is true or valid Every time Evidence comes on in the car I want to pull over and praise God. Today, I came to home to write. All throughout my history YourContinueContinue reading “Womanhood: Evidence of God’s Goodness”

Womanhood: The Seat of Feminine Power

When I was younger, I screamed for equal rights and recognition as loudly as the next woman. However, as I have grown and matured in my womanhood, I realize that there is nothing about manhood that I want or aspire to be. I have come to view the feminist political agenda as a battle cry for aspiring to maleness.
I am not equal to man. Nor do I want to be viewed as such. {Click to read full article.}