We were your first woman
We birthed you, nursed, nourished, nurtured you
No matter how the day attacked and assaulted
when you came home to us we soothed and supported
Confidence was instilled in you, 'to know that no weapon
formed against you would prosper'
Because of our love, guidance, and encouragement
You became strong healthy males
Body, mind and spirit
But you forgot about us
Your first woman
Your first love
When you attained your pinnacle of success
why didn't you come back for us?
who birthed you, nursed nourished, and nurtured you
so you would prosper
Abbey Lincoln (RIP) told us "When a Negro likes white girls,
his woman, 'the Black woman' is the first he wants to know
about it! White female rejects and social misfits are
flagrantly flaunted in our faces as the ultimate in female
beauty!"
Thank you, Abbey, for those words of wisdom.
We had to stop CARING; we had no choice.
It hurt too much to continue caring.
A whole bunch of WHITE WOMEN made sure
Our Black
Fathers, brothers, and sons
Became
Just another monkey in a cage
or
a coon in a cardboard box
or
a corpse in a coffin.
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