You tried to turn me against her
But my love will forever uplift her
I love her
She is my beautiful black sister
She is the single mom
She is the married lady
She is the ones that some call crazy
She pushes out carry and delivers your babies
She is my Beautiful black sister
Her life is at times seems so complex
She is a black woman she demands respect
She stands upright even when she is down
With tears, my black sister holds onto her black crown
My beautiful black sister
When you call her a ...it's your arrogance defense
Just to look good to your homies... it's your ignorance
I will still love her
My Beautiful black sister
Some of these women have been mentally abused and physically raped
So some of them are full of self-hate
They only know sex mental emotional and physical abuse
So many don't know what her blackness has been through
But I still love her
My Beautiful Black Sister
Some can't identify
Some cannot relate
Her gaps herher naps her face
My black sister walks with confidence style and grace
She can wear flat shoe sneakers or high heels
She can wear her hair nappy bald wigs or weave
My black sister, she does what she feels
She loves the black man and her love heals
My black love for my black sister is real
There are Men that love and there are men that lust
But my black sister's love a magical touch
She may be demanding
She is not mean
Just know she has been through some things
My Beautiful Black Queen
So don't be quick to judge
Don't be quick to diss her
Just love your beautiful black sister
sheltialgreen
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Tali says: I added you to my favorites What a beautiful representation of love for us. Something is shaking the water and this overflowing of love for one another is so inspiring! |
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sheltialgreen says: Tali_sosweet thank you so much |
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Do Not Give UpSchool can be frustrating Just a word of encouragement for students. Do Not Give Up On yourself. Some people will not encourage you to move forward. There are times we have to motivate ourselves. We all get in our little funks. Do not wallow in it. A new day tomorrow just press forward.  |
Who Told You To Be StrongWho told you to be strong When you are not okay It is okay to cry let those bad feelings go away Who told you to hold your head up When you are feeling down It is okay to cry You do not have to hold inside Who told you to be strong Smiling, but your smile is not real Who told you to be strong It is okay to feel what you feel You are not wrong For not being strong We have to deal with pain Before we move on And when someone says Stay strong Just know that it is okay Not to be strong today.
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I PrayedI prayed for a man But he was not praying for me My vision was blurry But now I can see The painful lessons....rejection The shield- My hearts protection Self-love I choose me My peace
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My JourneyI no longer have to pretend I am now free I have a new walk My new journey My new path following Love My new path hope My new path boundaries My new path Spiritual Elevation I have faith in me I no longer have to pretend Every date has an end My journey has just now begin © Sheltial Green
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Invisible WomanI am invisible to you |
The CocoaI am sweet honey dipped in brown sugar The plant I derived from it's called the sweet dark cocoa My lips are soft sweet and full good for kissing I use my dark melanin essence as a sweet expression My hair is soft as ever most don't understand the kinky They use derogatory words for what they think of me I know some people call it nappy But what the sun gives me....My body is happy My smile maybe a little different With my teeth a small gap I have a lot of struggles but I carry large weights on my back So Many don't understand why I love that I am black There is no room for an enemies attack I create seeds which create trees And every root of the earth is a part of me |
I Am Not My HairI know you don't care |
My Black SisterYou tried to turn me against her |
Are We LivingAre we living No, we're dying Drug popping and pistol buying What kind of seeds are being sown When taking lives to become our own Who's raising our kids The street of death And the lifetime bids Father's absence from the home Mother's don't care they are street gone Out searching for Mr Wrong Wondering what he has going on No more talking, no peace, nothing left A sentence of street death Falling tears ...still weeping Sleep and still sleeping When do we awake? From the violence of self-hate Outraged when we see others take from us Taking a trip on that murderous bus Not uniting But constantly fighting Hate consumed Crimes unjustifiable Less Hate More love More peace Minds at ease Ignorance ceased ... |