Dear Black Woman,
First and foremost, you are an Empress. THE Empress. You are the worker. The giver of life. The model that women around the world are trying to emulate, from their hair to their ass implants.
You have carried the burden for decades. You have played the roles of mother, father, pastor, cheerleader, home-maker, business owner, corporate leader, and many other roles too numerous to name. You’ve put kids through college. Started 401Ks for grandchildren. You’ve taken in nieces and nephews so they can have a fighting chance. You are a motivator, a healer, the ultimate go getter.
But damn, black woman, what’s happening to you?
The once strong, independent woman has been replaced by a false sense of independence and whore tactics. The woman who once embraced her broad nose, kinky hair, thick hips and thick lips is now making every effort to erase these beautiful traits. The woman whose smile and sway made Thomas Jefferson cheat and Strom Thurman howl in his private office is now bitter, hateful, and full of excuses.
What happened to the woman who seized the day? What happened to the woman who took all challenges and ran with them? When did the strong woman who all wanted to imitate become the butt of the joke? When did the black woman…the one who can have children of any color…the woman who has been called the cradle of life…..start her downward spiral?
Black woman, what happened to me? What happened to you? What happened to US?!?!
And how can we get back to what we used to be?