YOU CAN'T STEAL MY LOVE FROM ME

A book of encouragement, thoughts, and other random things for the uplifting and awakening of black girls.

My ancestors were beautiful African Kings and Queens, why can't I be one too? I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, I’ll be at the table When company comes. Nobody’ll dare Say to me, “Eat in the kitchen,” Then. Besides, They’ll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed— I, too, am America. -Langston Hughes

I speak up on what I think is right. Apparently these days being a better person is to be "triggered" or an "sjw" if you don't like that people are changing for the better and don't have time for bull-- don't read, don't actively seek out things you don't like. Simple edit 2020 / a collection of random rants from a teenage wanna be, as I grew many of my thoughts changed. some for the better others were realizing that there's a bigger picture outside of race, feminism, and politics. I am not a feminist, I am a womanist. I care for the betterment of black women ONLY. Everyone else has their legion, so will Black women.

*sprinkles glitter all over you* well, that there is some guaranteed black girl magic

Call it prose. Call it poetry. Call it hastily written words. Whatever you call it...enjoy it. Be saddened by it. Learn from it. Embrace it. Bask in it. These are words written by one woman for all women. You're beautiful. Smile. There is someone out there who thinks you are utterly amazing. Disclaimer: This picture does not belong to me and is the product of whosendu.com

Poem about black love