Often times I find myself filled with the heaviest, most heartfelt emotions
for all of my Black women struggling
so much harder than a human should ever have to
For every Black woman that’s had to physically, mentally, financially, emotionally,
and any other way,
beat the literal and figurative walls standing in your way,
I’m feeling your pain, sistah!
For every mama out there that had to fight someone
to save her own or her children’s life or livelihood
For every one of my sistahs feeling alone
For every sistah that has felt the whole entire world on her shoulders
at her doorstep
Hanging over her head when she woke up
For my sistahs!
Those who have struggled and won
Those who have struggled and lost
I’m praying for you every time I see you walk by on the street,
watch you on the train
or remember you in my dreams
I pray for us!
For my own mama
My own sister and cousins and aunts
My beautiful Black woman
I am keeping
Faith for us all!
So stay strong
Please stay strong!
And if you see this message
just know that I wrote it for YOU!
I cry for you
I cheer for you and
forever and always,
I love you!
My Black queens
And everything I do,
I do for all of us!