To yall my people who can embrace this rhetorical vent without crucifying me for being rebellious. I began to type while noticing my reflection in Victoria Secret being toppled by page afta page of White and Asian women while the sista was obviously being made a fool of.

My mother always told me when your black you have to fight five times harder, but when your black and a woman your fight becomes 10 fold. Isnt that slavery?

How can a people who have known their grandfathers to be slaves, teach their children to be human?

We, being they, being us. are sent to the schools of our historical oppressors mind to get the best knowledge of our existence.

While seldom is it rationalized that through slavery and colonization the history of ourselves was burnt bruised and murdered in the name of positive progression for the United States and for the world. Why we have learned to embrace our status as separated families I could never know, also being taught not to see ourselves as victims but as victors in our remarkable strength and lack of frailty . Even our children were taught to be hard as their mothers prayed that the God that is watch over their young and developing minds, that just so happens to be the molding of our future.

And still we contend slavery left no legacy. And left no legacy because in the sixties our pastors and well dressed mothers let themselves be hosed, and mounted my police dogs and hit with police sticks, so that once done it wont be done again.

And our identity today has nothing to do with a history of self hate and depression or broken homes. This is why we don’t look to Egypt and Ethiopia as examples of what a nation should be for us. We are okay with the nation we have come to know as both hell and home and we have left this beloved nation to the mercy of their white God while our black God is found only in our hands. And we watch as our youth lose faith in keeping their hands clean and pure of Sierre Leon's Blood, or of designer things whose designers take a stand against the raw beauty of the African or black. Sublimely we are told we just aren’t enough or posh enough and dainty enough to walk the runways….but are rich enough to be the number one consumers and advertisers of guchie and Fendi and Prada. Yet theres always only one black model.

Even though frail white women can get any job and marry any rich white man, the most gorgeous women in the world are suffering poverty in earth’s geographical center. MATTER OF FACTLY. When the black woman in Africa could find employment on the runways in Paris and have it set as the standard, for goodness sake at least. But African Fabric isn’t in style lest Angelina Jolie wear it. And were still encouraged to consume cause the world knows we just love to be beautiful. And I’ve witnessed black women hunted and haunted by fearful masonics who would rather not see their time come where they hand over secret dictatorship. And it boils down to an illusion of power under sun, where what’s in our hearts are oppressed and our minds are made dumb. Where what’s in our hearts is systematically oppressed while our minds be made numb.