MissKorang Posted September 10, 2020 Report Share Posted September 10, 2020 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 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Woman. Black. African. Posted September 25, 2020 Report Share Posted September 25, 2020 Power piece. I really like, "...From a lineage of | Steel, depth, sweat, blood..." Thanks for sharing this Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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