Tell Them
I plead to you
Before I visit the gates of heaven
Before the skin sheds from my bones
Speak of me as me
Nothing bad or unjust
Please tell them
I was educated
That even though the stairway to success had tacks turned on the pointy side, broken glass that will split your foot in half,and wood that would give you splinters, I still walked up them.
Tell them that I drowned in my tears from the hurt and pain I suffered when my mom died.
Speak of loyalty
Speak of success
Speak of bravery
Speak of the times when I stood my ground, when the devils actions tried to take me out.
How I threw all my struggles behind me and pushed through my trials and tribulations.
Tell them I was trustworthy
and was loyal to everyone I loved.
Say that I was loved.
Say that I drowned in a sea of greif when I felt like I couldn’t move on in life, but I kept going.
Speak of the hours I spent conquering my books for the quiz I had tommorow.
Tell them I got jobs that you didn’t think a black woman could get.
Speak of love
Speak of change
Speak of ideas
Tell them I had a heart of stone.
Tell them Alexa Jordan made it.
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