Remember our colonisers called Africa the 'dark continent'.
environmental determinism , labeled me as something beneath everyone else.
So that you could dehumanize me and enslave me
Negro
kaffir
spade
darkie
sub human.
Women :
subservient ,
weak man,
Second,
extension of a child,
slave.
object
possession
property
Verse 1
I heard him say. You are unfortunate my dear, to a) be born a women and b) to be born black
Need I remind you Mr that I am blessed
with confidence
with my intelligence
with the curves that you can't handle
with pride and strength that you cannot even begin to comprehend
with determination and ambition
I work hard to prove to the world that I am just as good.
I am the underdog you overlook
Please remember this face when I become your biggest adversary .
I am a black woman. Am I cursed?
'Hell to the No'
What I am is blessed.
God made me me because he knew that I Tiwonge Gondwe can carry the weight of my color and gender
He saw my future and smiled .
You keep reminding me that I am black
when you follow me in the supermarket
when you ask me if I need help ,just as I enter the store.
When you give me that dirty look and yell 'go back to your country'
Even if you keep it in your mind most of the time. Your eyes say it all.
Didn't you know that your eyes are the windows to your soul?
What does that say about you?
Verse 2
'A woman's place is the kitchen' Have you experienced that?
Have you heard this before?
I have.
This is my empowerment. By trying to put me down you empower me
By telling me that I was born to be an extension of you
you give me that push...
You build my strength
You can try to
suppress me
hold me down
didn't you know that I am a fighter
For I have the strength of my mother and my aunties
And most importantly God
You can never break me!
You will never win!
I am after all a Black woman,
hardship is a cross I have been borne with from my conception
I will walk upright
proud of who I am.
Confident,
Graceful
and educated
You will say I have 'attitude'
I will answer you and tell you that 'I just don't take your b.s'
I've come too far in my short life to let them take my things.
I am Black Woman. You best remember that!
Very Profound and reflective! A reflection of deap seated thoughts and Preponderances. Keep writing! You may never know who stumbles upon the blog to get an uplifting read!
ReplyDeleteKEEP WRITING MY DEAR waouh speechless
ReplyDeleteloved it so much i tweeted it hope i didn't offense you by doing so
ReplyDeleteaww it's ok.. you hae just inpired me to write more. I had kind of given up on my own spoken word.
Deletelove it so much real inspiring and creative
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xo
thankslovely....i am glad you were insipred. I will check yours out :D
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