You’re gonna be loved

You’re gonna be loved and
Have no reason not to love
Back how you’re loved good.

You’re gonna be loved and
Fall for yourself in how they
Love the love in you.

You’re gonna be loved and
Not want it harmed. Not even
By you.

You’re gonna be loved
Enough for you to prune
Away your thorns, break away
Your walls, calm away your storms,
Shave away your scorn and do away
With the pain that pierces today from
Your past.

You’re gonna be loved and love won’t
Feel like an everyday war with God.

You’re gonna be won.

A heart priced by heaven for
Choosing itself to love and fill
Before any other.

A mind that loved its own peace
So much peace became its power.

The power and love you gave you
Became the love ten times you
Attracted for yourself to enjoy
As sheer proof that doing you
Was a better play, a great
Choice and the winning
Move.

You will be loved and true
Love can’t wait to know the best
Parts that rose from the worst in
You.

You deserve it too. All because
You’re choosing you.

– Hakeem Anderson-Lesolang

Imagine if you didn’t have to try..

 

Imagine being unapologetically YOU.

Imagine expressing yourself the way you choose to

Imagine a life where the noise of society falls away like a drop in the ocean

Cavalierly walking the streets, barefeet

Imagine.

 

Imagine not having to prove yourself to be better than..

faster than…

prettier than..

smarter than…

A life without comparison, just imagine

 

Imagine being taught this song as a child, have it melodically impressed in your mind

Imagine the freedom and power bolting through your veins every single day

Stress free, worry free, make up free… HAPPY

One can only imagine

 

Imagine being influenced by what or who is in you..

Not having to try anything to make others like or accept you

Imagine being your own leader, creating your own norms

No jurisdiction, no laws, no chains, no saws

 

Stop imagining.

Be.

The one flaw in EVERY woman

“Women have strengths that amaze men.

They bear hardships and they carry burdens,

but they hold happiness, love and joy.

They smile when they want to scream.

They sing when they want to cry.

They cry when they are happy

and laugh when they are nervous.

They fight for what they believe in…

They stand up to injustice.

They don’t take “no” for an answer

when they believe there is a better solution.

They go without so their family can have.

They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.

They love unconditionally.

They cry when their children excel

and cheer when their friends get awards.

They are happy when they hear about

a birth or a wedding…

Their hearts break when a friend dies.

They grieve at the loss of a family member,

yet they are strong when they

think there is no strength left…

They know that a hug and a kiss

can heal a broken heart.

Women come in all shapes, sizes and colours.

They’ll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you

to show how much they care about you.

The heart of a woman is what

makes the world keep turning.

They bring joy, hope and love.

They have compassion and ideas.

They give moral support to their

family and friends.

Women have vital things to say

and everything to give..

However, if there is one flaw in women,

IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.”

When the enemy comes-Bilphena Yahwon

“When the enemy comes
bathe your daughters in spices
hide razor blades between their thighs
lay bullets underneath their tongues
set their wombs on fire

When the enemy comes
rub the faeces of your cattle
in the mouths of your daughters
let them chant spells into their nostrils
leaving their attackers repulsed

when the enemy comes
and the men are ready to make sacrifices out of the bodies of our girls
teach them to hide their necks underwater
to tie their breasts flat
to shave their heads

prepare your daughters
for when the enemy comes”

Young Lady- @warsan_shire

“How far have you walked for men

who’ve never held your feet in their laps?

How often have you bartered with bone,

only to sell yourself short?

Why do do you find the unavailable so alluring?

Where did it begin? What went wrong?

And who made you feel so worthless?

If they wanted you, wouldn’t they have chosen you?

All this time you were begging for love silently, thinking

they couldn’t hear you, but they smelt it on you.

You must have known they could taste the desperate on your skin.

And what about others that would do anything for you,

why did you make them love you

until they couldn’t stand it?

How are you both of these women, both flighty and needful?

Where did you learn this, to want what does not want you?

Where did you learn this, to leave those that want to stay?”

Lose One

“To realize

The value of a sister or brother

Ask someone

Who doesn’t have one.

To realize

The value of ten years:

Ask a newly

Divorced couple.

To realize

The value of four years:

Ask a graduate.

To realize

The value of one year:

Ask a student who

Has failed a final exam.

To realize

The value of nine months:

Ask a mother who gave birth to a stillborn.

To realize

The value of one month:

Ask a mother

Who has given birth to

A premature baby.

To realize

The value of one week:

Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.

To realize

The value of one minute:

Ask a person

Who has missed the train, bus or plane.

To realize

The value of one second:

Ask a person

Who has survived an accident.

Time waits for no one.

Treasure every moment you have.

You will treasure it even more when

You can share it with someone special.

To realize the value of a friend or family member:

LOSE ONE.”

Maya Angelou’s “Phenomenal Woman”

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Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
’Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.