A poem for sister Obama
We were chosen
No stolen
Because of our strength
Our God given ability to not just survive
But strive
This is a soulful celebration
Of our resilience
Our ability to transcend beyond oppression
Our ability to be the light
The light that luminates
That brakes
That overwhelms
The darkness
A celebration of our ability to nurture
And grow life in the midst of the shadows of death
A celebration of our departure from meritocracy, submission, and false perceptions
That we are the symptom bearers of all negative statistics formulated and created as another form of black female oppression
This is a celebration of our ability to walk over trials like bridges over water
With our backs hunched over
From uplifting our sons and daughters
While breaking chains and crushing shackles
With our hair knotted
And our clothes all tattered
And still beautiful
Our skin dark complected
A color chosen from God’s pallet
We are ageless women
Our Melanin hides and
Holds the secrets of our struggles
Behind flesh
Flesh used as a mask
To disguise
Our skin so pleasantly preserved
Like a badge of honor
Much like ancient Egyptian mummies providing
Proof of black excellence in existence
The truth of the mystery
Of whom we were and who we are to become
What honor is there in morning night’s fright?
We present paradise privilege with pageantry
So the world can’t see that we were affected by the fight
We have been tormented, raped, beat, abused, used and terrorized
We have experienced everything, but death
Because we live on
This is a legacy of triumph
We were dragged away from our tribes
And forced to speak a foreign tongue
We were separated by our roots
But united by
Tears, color, pain, hope and God
Wow black woman look what you have done
Moved from shanties, to shacks, to projects
On up to first lady
In charge of this nation
The very one that kept you segregated
Then separate and unequal
So we fight on
Armed with God’s promise
That the first shall be last and the last shall be first
And with love we overcome
The battles not over and the war is not won
But we celebrate each step
And this
Soulful Celebration!!!!
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