This post is a shot out to my sisters, aunts , and cousins the things we have suffered, the tears we have cried and are yet wiping, the scars we bare, and the healing that has begun... STAND Stand stronger than the adverage woman- until they have poured blood of a quart from their body, slept on cement in the bottom, wore whips of whippings across their necks, ate cold to the boar but yet was filled, asking for more, hand-me-downs was a common thing, wore ladie shoes while even a babe, suffered and stayed -suffered stayed, took a beating and yet repeated, smiled while hiding a frown, and still was able to sing, sing a song of deliverance that flowed only to be redeemed...Stand stronger when you see you walking again, and hold out your hands and say, I know what you are going through..my child, my children, I have been you, Stand Stronger and see the redeemed of your life and vow never to break rank again, stand stronger than the adverage woman, and look her in the face and say , I too stand with out a man but stand stronger to give you a chance!Watch me spread my wings of freeom and I cry for thee, no my sista dont ever be weak but watch me stand stronger, stronger I stand for you while standing for me. PEACE. A.K.A. Dedicated to THE BOTTOM, UPTOWN (HBG.), B-MORE, D.C.(FRED.DOUGLAS), PINEHILL, MILLEGEVILLE, MACON, ATL. WOMENS C>CENTER, and Ms. Lump., and last but not least to my sisters, CHAREE and LASHONDA, GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN, my MOTHER, THE GREAST ROSE, MS> ROSE MARIE SMILEY.
Posted on: Tue, 18 Mar 2014 10:46:47 +0000
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