BLACK MOTHER BLACK WOMAN

I am a mother

I carry the seeds of life

I birthed a nation from my womb.

I carry the scars of the whip that tried

To beat down the spirit of my ancestors

upon my back and their tears in my eyes.

I shed tears for their death, my blood

now gives life to their bones?

I wash the bloody backs of

Kings and Queens marks so deep it resembles trees.

I am the mother of those born from those broken kings and queens.

I am the strength that blocks their pain.

I dance to no mans rythm.

I donot bend to their tune.

My feet moves to the drums of congo.

With each beat my feet shakes the highest mountain peaks, unearthing the roots of trees.

My dance is one of life, love, generational wealth.

I am a black woman that sings the glory of sons and daughters.

I'm a mother of black men not just mine but others.

I am the mother of black women not just mine

But others.

I am not just a woman I am a black mother.