Black woman pride powerful spoken word
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Hey child, are you lost? Why are you out here all alone?Where are your parents? Where do you live?Can you find your way home?/ Hey child, are you ok? I see your hearts a little scarred.Is anybody looking for you?
That color suits you
Satin skin draped along the stem
Waiting to be noticed
We made a connection
As I sat across the room
I noticed you, in full perception
In full beauty, in full bloom
this last year had alot of lessons learned alot of bridges burned, alot of pain felt, and alot of
heart ache, i never shed so many tears, and felt so choked, while oddly breathing, it was over
The older generation talks about how we record everything and how we are always on social media but still has the right to comment under a video that's posted on social media and call us brain washed degenerates. Just because I was born in this g
I'm done hiding behind my shadow I want to step into the light. I'll walk this road alone and fight with all my might. I'm done with the lies I'm done with the fakes. I'm done slithering around with these nasty little snakes.
I used to pray for a son.Could you imagine a little baby boyWith big brown eyes and chocolate brown skin;With an imagination so big that the whole world could fit in.
The black woman is like a symphony
Each part of her is how god wanted it and how it's meant to be
You call her head nappy but I call it natural
This may sound sappy but
