Black Woman

“You can always tell who the strong women are. They are the ones you see building one another up, instead of tearing each other down.”   ~ Author unknown

I love being a black woman. No one will ever change my mind. From our beautiful skin tones of caramel to mahogany and our curvaceous bodies, black women are the epitome of beauty. We have a long history of being devalued, ignored, ridiculed, stereotyped, called ugly, promiscuous, invisible to society, and the list goes on, yet we are resilient and continue to rise and shine in our many talents and unique ways.

Dealt an ifc09480ab84de2989d73923db149c7e3mpossible hand of gender and race intersectionality, black women, both traditionally and currently walk an unpaved path on bare feet. All the while, she emerges as the epitome of the rose that grew from concrete. Words fall short in defining my pride of being born both  black and female

So while I do not rejoice in the circumstances of which I am predisposed too, I enjoy being a bearer of an incomparable legacy.

 

Reasons Why …

Our ability to make something out of nothing

Stolen from our native land, we have built ourselves up from the nothing cast upon us by western conquerors. While we all may not be born into monetary wealth, as kings and queens of the motherland we are born into the royalty of our history.

Our Timeless Beauty

We age like fine wine, Call it karma’s form of reparations…

The Face, The Body and The Hair

From our strong nose and our full lips and to our strong thighs, our beauty is as rich as the past that beholds us in its memory…

I also appreciate that as black women we come in a variety of skin tones, body types, hair textures and facial features. We are truly “every woman” just like Chaka Khan said.

The combination of these features enable black women to encompass and master the duality of beauty and sensuality- a hauntingly fascinating feat.

Our Style
Maybe it is the confidence, may it is the walk. Nevertheless, no one works an outfit or a room quite like a black woman.

The Versatility of our Talent

From:

Madam CJ Walker to Lisa Price

Dorothy Dandridge to Kerry Washington

Dorothy West to Toni Morrison

Audre Lorde to bell hooks

Beyonce to First Lady Michelle Obama

Black women have demonstrated the ability to  be beautiful, talented, intelligent, and classy leaders of our society.

From being millionaires to being great mothers. From being nationally acclaimed scholars to entertaining in arenas around the globe, we as black epitomize what it means to be multifaceted. We have never and will never be just one thing.

So as we celebrate Women’s History Month, I would like to take this moment to toast black femininity as our struggles represent the true dynamics of “woman,” a term that initially excluded us as females of African descent.

Unity Poem

A few weeks ago, a friend of mine asked me to be a part of a Unity poem with other women and men expressing our feelings about the world and more so being an African American in it. It was an honor to come together with these talented individuals and write. To bring all of our feelings/thoughts together and become one. I hope you all enjoy. WE hope you all enjoy.

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We are a nation awoken by the indifference of an adversary

The burden of corruption keeping our people deeply wary

We progress. We compromise.

but in the end WE all seem to face a demise.

Bullets… drugs… crime…

A number of issues that keep us behind

They attempt to hold us back

But we aim for the stars

Reaching… Ascending… Achieving…

Intelligence on the rise in the minds of the young

The brutal loss of an election that certainly stung

Revolution, revolution, revolution

Working together to build a solution

Do not be afraid of what the future may hold.

We have endured much more than strong winter’s cold.

We are strong, ignited and empowered

We matter.

And our knowledge is power.

When will we realize we matter?

After another 48 hours of killings

Or when it’s known their pockets are getting fatter?

When will we realize we matter?

The chanting and the marching

Is a great start, but not enough for modern day slavery.

2016 lynchings hidden under labels of suicide

We matter, we matter

Oh yes we matter!

And we matter more and more as the madness intensifies.

Say his name

Say her name

Say your name

And know that you matter

We all matter

Without a hashtag.

The older I get the more I realize I am a strong black woman like Maya Angelou I rise.

It seems like war going on right in front of our eyes, some days it seems like they want us to compromise.

Compromise our dignity, compromise our way of living, compromise the way we speak for what we believe in.

But no. We stand tall. We may fall but we will continue to fight on.

Fight for justice. Fight for peace. Fight for what’s right in our communities. Fight for equality.

We will rise. We will overcome. We will fight until the battle is won’.

Standing up for rights. Standing up for those afraid to speak. Giving all we have, we chant, we just want to be free. Free of hurt, free of pain free of reliving what our ancestors had to bear. Free of seeing our brothers and sisters killed while having their hands in the air begging to have their life spared.

We have never known justice, never known liberty and simply stand and fight for human rights that were taken from WE.

Tired of fighting the same transgressions and refuse to die in the same slavery our ancestors protested

Refusing to compromise our quality of life to simply pacify a people with no conception of what’s right

We will continue to awaken our own, continue to uncover crowns that our oppressors have stole

Enlisting melanated allies to fight for more, our aboriginal powers cannot be torn or taken away

After years of oppression we still shine bright as day, being feed by the sun, glowing and growing with every ray

And we will shout

We will scream

We will cling to our dynasties

Never imagining that freedom bells were covered in love but blood

An element of war

The majesty of black lives will be restored.

A Unity poem by

Auvonnie E. Alexander, LadiRev, Tailand Scott and Viola Constance