Can She Be Heard

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...