The Black Woman

Whether her hair is curly or straight, it’s the meaning of why she chooses to BE who she is; and represent her majesty within her creation, that defines the divinity of her being, which matters.

The Black Woman has a natural air of regal and ethereal aura about them.  It’s evident no matter where she goes.

Sometimes, when watching some sisters walk; they appear to glide–movements smooth, light and free as the wind.

I’m listening to Erykah Badu as I type this.

The title was inspired by her new mix-tape, Caint Use My Phone coming out…and then the words flowed.  Then the bass really amped up and like a song, I began to spit verse.

Black women are divine beings in flesh.  We are not to be compared to other women because we are the first creation of femininity.  Everything about us is to inspire and set the example.  That’s why when we wear our clothes, it’s not just cloth and colors and patters, it’s a mosaic of expression matched by the individual expression of the woman styling it.

Black women are nature trend setters.  A true work of art.  God’s masterpiece in human form.  He chose the womb of a Black woman(Lucy) to birth all races on this earth.  Why?  Her genes are in every single human on this planet.  To disparage the Black woman is to dishonor your original parent.  The Black woman is God?  No.  She’s his vision of womanhood.  Dr. Runoko Rashidi put into words when he said: “In the Black woman I see divinity. If I was going to portray and depict God in human form, the Black woman would be the model.”

I totally concur!

Our curves and sensuality can leave men helpless.  We own a man’s imagination.  Men love watching us when we saunter down the street. Seeing a Black women walk is literally watching poetry in motion.  Black women are fun.  We bring excitement and spirit to any environment we’re in.

Loving a Black woman is the highest form of love for a Black man for in doing so; he is acknowledging not only the Creator through her but participating in extending his own genetics through the womb of the only woman that is his genetic equal.

When a Black man begins to truly understand God, he can’t abuse a Black woman.

Black men who are mature, understand fully that the greatest compliment to him as a man is when his woman–A BLACK WOMAN, looks into his eyes and validates his entire existence through her love for him.

The Black women came into existence for a reason; and that is to justify the love and truth of God.

This is perfection.

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