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She's a Hero


The child looked at his mother and asked: Mommy who’s that woman That looks so strong, but Cries every night in her room alone? Or that woman who: Smiles with only ten dollars in her pocket, but Was hurt by several different men That left her alone to feed five children That woman right there who’s Happily NOT married, With a disowned family, but Is working late hours in the night Lying to the children, Telling them it’ll be alright, but Is secretly praying that she’ll make enough money to at least keep on the lights? Mommy who is that woman who Won’t let go of her past? Keeps holding on to the last Putting absolutely no faith in a man Because she stands TALLER Independently That woman is my hero The woman looks at her child and explains: Honey that is, A Strong Black Woman Written By: Tiranee Blocker
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