African Woman, beginning of all existence. I cling to you, bless me with your wisdom. In fact, mold me, into what you envision. I give you me. Surrendering all complexities, material things, along with myself; to build this family. To execute the functions of a family system, learning from home, but Ill work as she nurtures. Ill hunt and gather, providing a meal for this family Ive helped influence creation. African woman, I cling to you. Acknowledging that without you, theres no me. No regeneration of my seed, and my complexion, which you compliment. Confident, as youre persistent in raising this child to the best of your ability, regardless if Ive went away. Left in fear, afraid of becoming a better man. Yet, a king for this family I should have never betrayed. My responsibilities solely related to you, but what I lacked was understanding. Of what God intended. With these fists and heavy feet Ill defend, those who have accepted me as their own. These lips, will not encourage defeat, but uplift what spirits were languid. Lonesome, after I had left her. With my mind, I will embrace my child, teaching them things that will define structure, the strength of a nation. As black men wed rise and set forth to overcome this slave mentality weve become accustomed. Wed rescue our African mothers. Wed become affectionate, no disregard for the feminine traits we carry, which have been beaten and battered out of us since slavery. African women, I cling to you. Appreciative of the effort youve made, without me. Sincerely, Your African King
Posted on: Wed, 09 Jul 2014 14:16:31 +0000
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