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WHOM AM I? I am a woman, Black, African From a lineage of Steel, depth, sweat, blood Tears ‘n’ resolve. Grandma opened not a vogue magazine She held a hoe Dug the ground Planted seeds. She dined on her labor Backbreaking. Hard. Labor. Her fingertips caressed cocoa pods Lovingly prepared cocoa beans. Brown gold they call it Yet her tongue savored Not one chocolate bite Did she even care? She spawned Ma Ma spawned me I succeeded her, and those before her Grit. Nerve. Poise. Strength From a long line of strong underestimated women, I come My blood tells a story, history is alive in my veins I am history on legs; Woman. Black. African I am chains painstakingly removed, With blood, tears, sweat and time I am bloodied but unstained I am tales told by the fireside I am a wonder, an awe Woman. Black. African I am curves, the contours of life Woman. Black. African I am defiance, savagery Woman. Black. African I am the goddess to whom you will succumb Woman. Black. African I am mother of The Black Man Woman. African. Black. By ADWOA KORANG misskorang.com

Congrats. Is it on audio format?

Troy What type of environment do you live in where you feel you have to carry a gun for self defense? I hope you can move to a safer neighborhood. Either that or stop attending so many Trump rallies.....lol.