BREAKING AWAY FROM TIMESometimes I close my eyes
feel the beat and let the music play.Spread my arms..
move my hips left to right
Feel my body sway..Far away melodies…
Allow me to love inside me.Sensuous this...
No longer MissDays of my youth..As my mind breaks through
Bonds of time...The mind just drifts away.I love myself, my hearts aglow.
On days like today..She is her sisters keeper..Day by day her love grows deeper..Searches for ways to make life work.Checking on you to lessen your hurt..Awakens each day goes about her way..calling, collecting food for the hungry...Donations for her sisters to have shelter..Just trying to make things a little better..Cry with you, laugh with you...just be your friend...Become your sister in the end..She stays up at nightworry if you are alright..When you call her no mater what timeShe will answer your call make you laughwith silly rhymes...Just to get your mind off you..show you love like a sister suppose to..Will cuss out that man...when he gets out of hand...Fight tooth and nail for you..Do not want anyone making you feel blue..Women give birth to the world...Reminds you it was a blessing being born a girl.Do not ever let someone hold you down..As a woman you are counsel to the crown.I am Mzstery and W.I.N. ST. is me..~~ ~~ ~~The story behind the poem...~~ ~~.W.I.N. ST.
~ ~WOMEN IN NEXUS STRIVING TOGETHER.I believe since women give birth to the world it ishigh time we stood up and started to act like it.The American family is going to hell dripping ingasoline. We need to take our lives back.. our Godback... Our families Back.Lift up our men. Create a sisterhood like no other.It is time for women to stop hating each other.Stop trying to out do, out dress, outsmart your sisters.It is time to show some heart.. some love.Keep your eye on that child, become that neighbor who is nosey.Ignoring the world will not make your life more cozy.Become the food bank collect the can goods
in your neighborhood.Buy an extra box of sanitary napkins,toilet paper, toothpaste, hair grease, soap, washing powder.Their is more to life than paying rent and buying groceries.As a woman you know this.
We can not go on thinking that ourneighbor is not our business.
Time is running out all you get from sleepis well rested dreams... wake up to reality. Time to take care of our own.America has declared war on the poor.
They substitute jail for schools,
take all the power from you.Have a penny drive ask everyone you know to ask everyone that they knowto send you all their pennies. Feed a child, pay for some real childcare, give that mother a break.W.I.N. ST. is the brain child of Mz.
she hopes to see win st houses go up allover the United States. Like job core for the grown. A place for women to come to when they have no home.One sister drives another to work and or school.While another takes care of the home cook the dinner and be there when the kids get out of school.Create little group homes to make these women self sufficient.Education is the key.For more information contact me.. [email protected] the sisterhood we need unity...This is why Mz. has her own street... And her street is the entrance to the village.... much love yawl!!! Pass it on.For W.I.N. ST. is me.
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Always I wish you much love and remind you to hold close to that which you love., Much much mush Love Yawl!…
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