Equipped with a mindset over mind over matter,
Oh Black Man, stay strong.
With winds of discrimination caressing your face
and evil people testing you faith stay strong!
Equipped with gifts bestowed from above
Oh Black Man, stay strong.
Use thy gifts to bless the world.
Use your gift of creating and fixing things
to bless those who cannot.
Oh Black Man!
With the world on your shoulder
Never give up.
Oh Black Man!
With many heavy things thrown at thee
stay fast and hold on.
Never lose your ground.
You are fashioned with the intelligence of
Dr. Martin Luther King, and Malcolm X.
You have strength and power in your body
Like Cassius Clay!
Shake up the world with your gifts like
the political and prolific brother Amiri Baraka.
Never give up.
Keep going.
Plant seeds of positivity amongst a garden of
materialism and keeping growing like
God wants you to.
Oh Black Man.
You are the future and the foundation.
Never let again steal your thunder or
your beauty.
(c) 2003 Mocha Sistah
All Rights Reserved.
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Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
Reviewed on December 27, 2003
Color...hmmm to me I say what is that??? :O) (Read my piece titled Transparent to see what I mean)
This is a excellant strong piece, albeit is sad it needed to be written!
~Nikki~
this is a beautiful call to the Black man--i pray they hear and learn to be proud of their Blackness
i am a white woman; raised in a prejudiced home. thank God, thank God, i did not let their hatred influence me. my oldest sister was even married to a Black man (unfortunately, it didn't work out--he was a jerk. not because he was Black--there are a whole lot of white jerks out there...i've known my share LOL). that didn't go over well with the family, didn't bother me, love knows no color.
i really enjoyed this powerful write--be blessed, and prosper.
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on December 23, 2003
Colour is non existance, inside the man that counts
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Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
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This is a excellant strong piece, albeit is sad it needed to be written!
~Nikki~
this is a beautiful call to the Black man--i pray they hear and learn to be proud of their Blackness
i am a white woman; raised in a prejudiced home. thank God, thank God, i did not let their hatred influence me. my oldest sister was even married to a Black man (unfortunately, it didn't work out--he was a jerk. not because he was Black--there are a whole lot of white jerks out there...i've known my share LOL). that didn't go over well with the family, didn't bother me, love knows no color.
i really enjoyed this powerful write--be blessed, and prosper.
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)