imikimi - Customize Your World
imikimi - Customize Your World
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Poem Section
Only A Black Woman
Can cuss a man out, make him feel like shit then make love to him the same night and make him feel like a king.
Wears a burgundy french roll. 3 inch heels and a split up her thigh to work and make it look professional.
Can wear the hell out of spandex
ONLY A BLACK WOMAN
Can raise a doctor, a world class athlete, and a A+ student in an enviroment deemed by society as dysfunctional, broken, nderprivileged and disenfranchised.
Can heat a whole house in the winter with help from the gas company.
Can go from the boardroom to the block and "keep it real" in both places.
ONLY A BLACK WOMAN
Can slap the taste out of your mouth
Can put a black man and his non-black date on pins and needles just by walking into the room.
Can live below the poverty level and yet set fashion trends.
ONLY A BLACK WOMAN
Can fight two struggles everyday and make it look easy.
Can make a child happy on Christmas Day even if he didn't get a damn thing.
Can be admired and fantasized about by men of other races and know that when she does cross over its done out of sincerity not a politcal move.
ONLY A BLACK WOMAN
Can be 75 years old and still look 45
Can make other woman wnat to pay a plastic surgeon top $$$ for physical features she was already born with.
Can be the mother of civilization.
Written by Vannessa Hall
..WHY
You lie your way
through situations
and try to be forgiven by me
But only I know
that I can see
Behind my back
you love and you lose
your reputation and no one believes you
I know and understand
why people don't understnd the things that you do
You talk, the talk,
but you can't never
walk the walk
People find out
what you do
and they linger and they talk
Why do they fall in love with you
I wonder why
But if you step to me again
the only thing I would say to you is goodbye
Written by Melissa Gwynn
I Refuse
I refuse to go back to the hurt and the pain
Where I was not myself and therefore acted
outside of myself
Where I accepted lies instead of truths I already knew
Where I fought for love
instead of received it willing
I refuse to go back
to the neglect and loneliness
Where I had to beg for time and a little affection
I refuse
I refuse
I refuse to go back because I've discovered what love really is
The Ghetto Wont ChangeThe ghetto wont change its like hookers and brain
It's good to us but most times it sucks
Itsl like being in quick sand You move, but you stuck
Its no such thing as karma, everyone got bad luck
People try their best, some just dont give a fuck
The getto stays the same decade to decade
People fail to face the reality
Im tired of asking my community to carry me
Dont want to talk about the man who wont marry me
When I say me I mean us as a whole
We need to stand up and protect our souls
Need to be able to respect our own
Dont mean to preach but I'm telling a story that needs to be told
No longer will I put my ghetto kids on hold
And they wanna know why my generation is so cold
Nine times out of ten daddy's gone and momma is 1 pay check from poor
And the government is afraid to open the door
So we survive to the fullest in the ghetto
We hustle drugs, our bodies, and flows
We do what we do best, cause thats all we know
The life of girls gone wild, and boys living foul
This is the life of the ghetto's in the south
I dont care about being politically correct
But how long should we neglect our ghettos
They are not hoodlums they are misguided fellows
written by Michelle Davis, Buzz Publishing
I'd like to meet:
Looking for people on myspace to pass the time while I am at work. Not looking for nothing more or nothing less. So holla at your girl.
You know I do that good finger lickin cooking
Books:
I love Eric Jerome Dickey, E Lynn Harris, Sister Solider's coldest winter ever, among many other black writers.
Heroes:
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