So often I am scared to close a chapter in my life.. Scared to make the next move because I’m scared of failure. Scared that I will miss something from the pass. Making sure I got all that I get.. But some times you just have to leave.. Run like hell! Drop every fucking thing and move on.. Sometimes cliff hangers make the best endings. I think I’m ready to make that move…
via Raise her…
Sometimes I feel overwhelmed
I wanna make love and talk about the star constellation.
I see you black man full of pride.
Walking with your chin up, chest out, and your shoulders back.
Strong, bold, and fearless.
Your presence commands attention when you walk into the room.
You arrived here in shackles and they try to keep you in those same chains.
Afraid of your power.
You were beaten down and separated from your family.
Sold to the highest bidder.
Yet, everyday you fight for your freedom and respect.
Trying to survive in a world that thinks your worth more dead than alive.
Protecting and providing for your family is your state of mind.
When you are out there hustling and on your grind.
They see you as a hoodlum, a nigga and a thug.
When we know that, you derived from mathematicians, inventors, scientist, and kings.
Ruling as far as the eye can see.
Envied for your masculinity, strength, will power, and virility.
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Its a part of self preservation