Slow
Slow burning
How can I be an old school woman with a new school vibe it seems like everything we do has to be down with the times, I am just trying to make it simply, on the road to survive, money is not only thing we strive, we got to have greater strides , greater service is greater progress I contest that it make not be a viable option for everyone who lives at the bottom of the barrel, single mothers struggle bus, poverty lines, To all the black kids who go school on free reduced lunches, with their hair in puffs and bunches of relaxed manes not too tame for white America, this is state of emergency, it is a serious
The greatest greed is corruption can we move toward a separation of white guilt and black inferiority built into the fabric facing modern humanity, complacency is not the key to said equality all that is infested and invested in the patriarchy, and what’s more life is not promised to those who remain perfunctory. You have a duty and you have obligation but you need more than what’s asked of you. Believe that every man is created equal but always has jealousy he wants something from you, to compensate for insecurity he lies to himself and shames what you have and guilelessly attempts to place himself above you. How can we move toward a state of social consciousness when black miseducation fuels our youth on medication where they internalize hatred and the world says one thing and mother says another, brothers, aunt’s sisters call for the demeanor to change and be asunder, that is the black plight and the plunder. One thing it only takes one thing. One word said, is the common equalizer between death and daily bread.
How do we find unity in our black community, I confess that the latter is playing the white man’s game like an auction how do you function and shame for existing in an existence that you did not give consent to be a part of the cold blood of brothers has become satirical at the hands of corporate conglomerates funding a penal system quite often it’s just a shame treated as hunting silly games in world where some lives matter more and no keeps tabs or records or scores except if you are an all-star.
At the end of the day capitalism puts you black bottom, the hell on Earth, it not only a terrible place but a terrible thing to waste in your state of mind of grace where is the quest for elevation in a nation of white melanin deficiency which you question everything share an inquisitive mind. You have to be willing to learn things on your own time.
Be all that you are and do what’s right and that will be on record.
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