...Is

attracting
lifted senses
acoustically vivid
driven to be admired
yesterday today and tomorrow

We live to create
We live to love
We live to live

The Grand Dr. Maya Angelou

Still I Rise
by Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
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Here is a link to her reciting this poem. An extravagant talent.

Live

Your life holds endless possibilities.
Be bold enough to unchain those burdens that lock you down.
Catapult your passion with limitless speed.

We live to create
We live to love
We live to live

Don't lose sight of who you are
she says
I never do
I say

We live to create
We live to love
We live to live

"Too many Black women can say that they are mothers but
can't say that they wives"- Common-

Resolve?

one question
one question
three answers
because he's afraid
he wonders if he can offer
three answers
can he shape we
intellects under the sun rays
should I make he
telepathic
eyes reading braille through follicles
one question
can he feel me
resolution close
instructions read in German, Turkish, Dutch
playing hopscotch with
jigsaw pieces
assembly required
hes says
but they didn't tell me
i needed an interpreter
master of disguise
hiding emotions
feeling illiterate because his face is illegible
one question
one question
answer

We live to create
We live to love
We live to live

Inhail luhve

We live to create
We live to love
We live to live

Process

As you breathe you find strength
                                         strength to fight off the anger
                                         strength to fight off the tears
             breathing out is the problem
             letting go of what you heard
            letting go of what could be 
            forseeing the problems that could arrive

We live to create
We live to love
We live to live
           

She need He

ebony skin
mahogany walk
brown sugar taste
leaves no space for
vulgar grasping
rancid stares
pungent phrases

she won't give up on them
because she needs them as much as they need her
she'll keep on loving them even though
their mentality has been transcribed
into habituated swagga
automatic pss holla bird call

with every click of every heel
their intuition now tells them to
spaz out and react with no
inhibitions

so they leap their hands to her walk
and don't realize that they have
treaded through her woven
ora interlaced with
awareness and some cleverness

thick hips is not all she is
two breasts is all they see

but inspiration is her name
she battles the yellow brick road

with her rustic air
she remembers
all they need is
her

more of her
all those outbursts are
attention seekers

so she holds them in her mind
encouraging
inspiring
smiling

speaking words like

"brotha, you are loved"
"brotha, I am here"
"let us rise together"
"cuz I need you...he...I need he"
"she needs he"
"we need you"

We live to create.
We lie to love.
We live to live.

Don't lose sight of who you are.

 Never Give Up. No matter what red tape crosses in front of you. No matter how much hail falls.
Protect your mentality with confidence.

We live to create.
We live to love.
We live to live.

Validate yourself

Sometimes we search to find happiness. Sometimes we search to hard too wide too far. We tend to look for it in others and when they disappoint we go crazy. We fail to realize that we hold our own validation. Letting another person validate you only relays an unassured consciousness. When you agnize your truely uncomparable qualities you can find happinnes. Merriam Webster's definition is "a state of well-being and contentment : joy or a pleasurable or satisfying experience." Happinness to me is knowing that you are living to complete your purpose. To feel the joy in your heart because it is coming from within.
What is your definition of happinnes?

We live to create.
We live to love.
We live to live.

So I should be me

"Mommy" she said.

"My eyes well up with tears as I feel the discredit. They don't recognize me by what I say, by what I do, but by who they think I am."

"Judgment child, Judgment. They don't have anything better to do... they judge what they don't understand"

"A word we are only supposed to hear from God."

"They repeat what I say as if I am not even there...They don't recognize me as who I am."

"Judgment, a word I don't hear, but I feel."

"But Mommy...My head is pressured. The outside arches on my cheekbones are strained, pulled."

"Just relax, hun, just relax.

There will be days when they see who they want to see. And then there will be days when their veiled eyes of insecurity are enlightened.

Everybody has their problems.

Everybody makes mistakes.

Everybody acts or not with the same body.

Honey...

When they see that

When they take the time to understand each other...

Our rhythms will be as calm as the stream."