Can She Be Heard

To Many Angry Black Women.              There is only one way to start this and that is to simply ask a  very important question?  Why are we black women so angry, how come we take our angry out on the people around us, and most of all how come we take our angry out on our black men?  Angry is in our eyes, it's in our voice in our body language , it's in how we love and it's in our posture, it's in our homes and angry is in our walk we have so much of it we don't even see it's in how we dress ourselves and how we cover up our onw hair with other people hair?       While looking at this YouTube hearing  black women say what makes them angry is sad because she fells not wanted, and that no one really has her back she feels all alone and the life struggle is put on her.  Most black women feel unappreciated and what ever she dose it's just not good enough.  She is yet trying to fit...

None Of Them Got Daddies pt 3       There is still so much to be said about this, "NONE OF THEM GOT DADDIES"   is this the oldest thing around, do we really care are we concerned about our future concerning our children,  is there any way we can make life better for our future as a people dose the black woman care, dose the black man care anymore about them self as a human race, or how much longer will we go on devaluing one another dose love, honor , respect, morals, values, discipline and carriage and having accountability or even strength exist in us, will the man be at fault or will the woman be at fault after it's all said and done the majority of them don't even see that we all have been lied to and so much have been stolen form us as a people!                             None Of Them Got Daddies well for the most part of it, that's  what the other race of people say when...

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How do we proceed  what a First Lady is society has told us that a First Lady is a woman that's stands beside a Man of power and of  authority!                         She's always dressed well, and some of them love to put hats on when its Sunday morning.                Sometimes she stands next to her    man as they meet and greet people, she often has the most perfect smile.         First Lady has been well trained.       Some women are field with jealous as they often smile in her face.            Well ladies there is another point of view another way to see things as they really are.  U may not have a great man of power and authority standing beside you.  You may not have a man of great influences in your life either.            But you have the greate...

Beautiful on the inside is the real women.  Most of the time she keeps her feelings to her self, she thinks to her self why should I say a word.  He want listen to me any way, she fells so alone. Beautiful, is she?  At this point she doesn't fell that she's Beautiful, nothing about her is, so she thinks. Beautiful looks at her self every thing looks good on , the out side and that's all he looks at anyway, when will he ever really look at me.  The inside of me is were my Beauty lives! She covers up with make up too much lipstick and puts on the wrong outfit. She tells her self  this time he will look at me different, but then again why should I care.  I'm Beautiful on the inside,  its my inside that screams! But I shut it down, I shut it down quickly!   I keep it locked up within myself,  I know that is not right but what can I do?   I'm in to deep, he doesn't even look to see the hurt in my eyes or hear the sound of ...

You carrie a child for 9mo, you go throw life and death. You bring that baby home and you take care of that child.  Life begin for that child that you brought into the world. Your up late nights with the baby you walk the floor know one knows, what you go throw!  You love this baby with all you have. One day comes along and they are grown and that's when the Pain begins. The child that you have loved all there life treats you like, they don't even know you!  This hurts it's a pain that hits you deep down in your heart.  How can you tell some one this thing?  My child don't Love me to tell you the truth, I don't know if my child Like me.  Yes I like most parnets have made a lot of wrong turns in my life.  But I never stop Loving my child not 1 time.  There may have been things that I could have done better, I know because  I fell short.  I remember looking at this movie called Baby boy when the mother t...

I look at my self and I ask my self, do I know what love is. I reach out to Love and I think I have found Love. Only to end up hurt by what I think Love should be.  Once again my heart has falling apart by what I think is Love should be.  The thing about Love is that we get it Mix up with Lust !   Lust is a Killer it rush you into a Fire that is OUT OF CONTROL !!   Dare to Love and Be Loved is something that most of us fall so short on.  I guess if I really gave my self time to understand who I was and what I wanted not in you, but in me.  I would, yes, "Dare to Love and Be Loved, it's funny that our whole life we hear about Love.   Yet never  do we understand that if  I cant wait on Love and not let "Lust" take over then I really have, what it takes to Love and Be Loved!   I have had time to learn me.  I'm HAPPY about that" it brings me so much JOY!  I have learn to use my m...

Hey Girl! They call me hey girl when I pass by.  Hey girl can I walk with you, hery girl can I get your number?   They call me hey girl ,never looking up at my face.  If they did look up, then my eyes would tell them that's not my name!     They call me hey girl no matter what I have on, they never look up at my face, to see the tears that form.   I hate walking by them that hang on a corner with nothing better to do, then call me hey girl as I walk by.   My mama gave me a name and that's who I am.  I'll never let you pull me down with your train of thought, of  hey girl.   Yes, I am a girl that is and yet, becoming a woman.   I'm powerful and I stand for who I am, and for who I want to become. You look at my hips and my behind and yes I know what you see!  I am shape up well but that, is only part of me.  I want be your hey girl, never in a million years!!  You and your dirty ...

I ask my self what is it about me? What make people turn the head look? Is it my smile, is it the fact that I'm build like a brick house? Are may be the fact that I am a black woman? Dose that have any thing to do with who I am? Who am I and where am I going, life can twist and turn and it will throw u a fast ball as well. Some you can caught it just right. Other times you can drop it all at once. So I pick myself up and look at me, what's next and will it change me! Who am I and where is love if I don't know who I am then how cloud I know love! I would have to love me first! I would have to be good to me first! Now all this sounds so easy for some of us, but for others it hard!!! Yes I think a lot about me if I don't who will? Now dose that make stuck on me? Well I hope not I think it make a lot of who I am! So yes I do know in the long run who I am! And you cna't ever take that from me!

And a lot of cases baby that, are born don't have daddies because of the, mothers. A lot of the mothers sleep with so many men and don't know who the baby daddy is. This is no new story this thing has "Roots". It has to come from some where and some one! I know First hand about this, my mother died with out knowing who her daddy was. My grand mother went to her grave with out telling us, who our grand father is or was. Maybe it was because she was rape or may be she slept with more, than one man. This is a generation curse for my family and other families. None of them got daddies is it moms fault, is it daddies fault? My kids don't have there father in there lives, they don't know about there daddy. My dad was not in my life, he died when I was 11 years old. My dad didn't live in the same house. Now I look up and my grand kids don't have there fathers either. Yes hear we go again "None of them got Daddies!

I all ways wonder why a man, never stay around to look after his seed. The seed that he help plant, a long with the woman. This goes on a lot with black men. But I come to know, that this root did not come from a black man! It came from the white man. Back in slavery days the white man who would go inside of a black woman. She would take his seed that he would leave. This man would never be a daddy to the seed that he planted inside of her. This thing grew and it grew with our black men. But this did not come from them. None them Got Daddies it sad to see and say. None Of Them Got Daddies they will never know his name. Why is it so easy to walk away from the life, that you help make? None Of Them Got Daddies to shape in to a grown man or woman. A man becomes a father to his seed, then he's gone. He will never become a daddy to the seed because he's not there! So how can some of us say Happy Father Day. When None Of Them Got Daddies.

I heard my name called out. with such much passion, yes Love called my name! So sweet the sound it made when Love called me Bridget. Love called me by my name it's as if it has known me all my life! Tall and dark Love makes me Beautiful again, this time Love came for me. It took a long time to hear Love call my name. So many times I got the wrong call. And it would hurt over and over again. But this Love called me with such tenderness and warmth that makes me fell like, I'm a supper woman! Love talks to me and we talk very deep. Oh yes this Love called and I answered soft and sweet. Love called my name and I'm glad, Love makes me smile and I feel like I'm 20 years old. New and fresh Love called me Bridget! Love ask me lady were have you been? I told Love I was yet beeing made. Made to know this time when Love calls my name it would be from God, throw God,by God, for God! This Love is for the up building, of the Kingdom of our Lord and Savor Jesus. This Lov...

Happy comes from a moment of time, things that happen in some ones life. I'm happy because things are going my way. Is this true happiness,NO it is not! I'm happy because I have learn my, self worth! Yes when you can look in my eyes and see them dance. When I'm free to smile from with in and there's a warmth, that comes from me. Happy to be Me, happy to know Me, happy to like Me yes happy to love Me. Happy fellings in the air, happy people every were. Happy because I'm strong, happy because I'm smart. Happy because my kids bring laughter to me! Happy comes with a prices, that you have to fight for. I'm happy because of the JOY that only, comes form our Lord and Savor Jesus. This makes me stand tall and this is were my strength comes from. Happy to live and Love again. Happy to let go of my past. Happy to see my feature!! Happy to know that the days ahead of me, or greater then the days behind me!!! Happy looks good on me and it fits like a gl...

They say behind every man there's a good woman. What happen's if the woman is the one that is , holding every thing down? Shouldn't it also be, behind every woman there's a good man? What is a good woman, what is a good man? Do we really know that a good man or a good woman, can stand on there own. A good man takes care of his house hole, he see to every thing. He never takes from his woman. The word of God tell us, "A man that find a wife, he finds a good thing and has favor in the lord. Why is that? She becomes his good thing and when it's good it's good right. Yes but when it's bad man he can make her, fell so very bad. That is NOT GOOD. We shouldn't let this define our love, or who we are. Behind each other is the right thing. He fight for her and takes a, stand for his woman. She fight for him and she takes, a stand for her man. But I got to tell you, If you got a man and he is a taker! You need to let that gooooo!...

So many things are going on, all around me. Will things get better? Will people stop to ask them self, what can I say or do? Love is slipping away by the min. Earth quakes are going on every were. I ask my self Am I Awake? Am I Awake to make a change. Am I Awake to help the helpless? I don't have the answers, to every thing. But I do know something is coming. Am I Awake to be on the look out, for sorrow times are up on us. Right now they are working on, how to change the money over, to a finger print. Who's Awake to know that the end is near! I'm not trying to pull you down no, the world dose that every day. I just want to know who is Awake. If you are Awake then you know that Jesus is standing up. Want be long now. Am I Awake I hope so, working hard by the grace of God. New mercy I see every day no time to sleep, No One Has Time to waste. Things that are going to happen in the world, will not happen to Gods people. Am I Awake yes I am, I look for his retur...

Who knew or knows the cost of life. Who can pay for life,love and freedom. We look for love and other people and a lot of us never find what we hope for. The cost of love should be for our Lord and Savior but he's the last one we reach out to. I'll never know the cost of his love for me, I know that it cost him his blood. To be real with my self would be letting Jesus in and letting him teach me the cost. But because I can't see Him, I fight against what I can't see. So I turn to what I can see and holed on, this cost me "BIG TIME.". The cost is not cheap because I end up with so mush sadness. When it's so much easier to open up to Jesus. Who payed the cost? It wasn't me it wasn't you. We walk around like every one kneeds us. When we are in kneed of the same thing, the world is in kneed of. Jesus is the Cost and I'm glad he called my name. The BLOOD of Jesus was the "COST."

I heard that it's been said you made it by a wing and a prayer. Some how I can't go along with this. Some times you can't pray some times, you don't know how to pray. There are times you just can't find the words. When your in a hard place and you need a word, it's not the wing and a prayer, that helps you to make it over. You got to know that Jesus Loves me to make it! That's how I made it that's how you are making it. Jesus Loves me to make it, over everything that stood or stands in my way. He knows me Jesus knows, when my back is up against the wall and I'm at my weaks. His Love comes in and He Loves me to make it. Jesus Loves me to make it when I can't see my way. Even when I want to give up, His Love helps me to make it. Yes Jesus Loves me to make it. It was Jesus prayer in the garden of gethsemane He prayed a pray that know man could pray. Yes even then in His darkest hour Jesus yet, Loves me to make it. He was yet t...

To day I fly I fly high above my pain. When I think about my pain, it no longer holes me down. I've learned to take what I need and take what I want. Now that doesn't mean that I'm stepping on people, I'm just not letting people step on me. To day I fly the sun is bright and it's all over me, my hopes my dreams are standing right before me. Every thing about me I now love,to day I fly because I am loved by me and my family, I say me first because it about me, my life no one else. To day I fly in to the wind and I see all that's before me. The Lord Jesus is with me all the way, how do you think I cloud have made it, with everything that been against me. I'm not going to talk about money why should I. God has opened up some big doors for me. I learned how to "REPOSITION my self, To day I fly tomorrow will just have to wait, wait on me. I'll see you when I get there and I will get there. But to day I FLY.