Mother of All Creation.
From her womb humanity was birthed.
Standing beside her people.
Elevating them to their rightful place.
Unafraid to fight for what’s right.
To fight for her life.
Guardian and protector.
Nurturing her children with the fierceness in her soul.
She will do for her kind
What Dr. King had no choice to leave behind.
Her mane is her strength.
Samson was no rival.
She wears it long, short, curly, or loc’d.
If she chooses to cut it off, it only makes her stronger.
Look but don’t touch!
She doesn’t want your vibes to affect her strides.
Her womb is her warrior.
Giving her the courage she needs to proceed;
The courage she needs to succeed.
She has all she needs within her.
Out of the darkness
She brings forth Life. Light. Love…
The fiyah in her eyes burns off
The tears when she cries.
They Illuminate what is not seen.
With them, she creates a new scene –
A life of her own divining.
Her power is in her pussy.
You heard what I said!
Her hips, her thighs, her lips, her eyes…
All seen with a keen understanding
That what she hides between her legs
Will knock the strongest man off his peg.
No need to cut Samson’s locks.
She will bring him to his knees with what she’s got.
Her melanin contains the medicine
To heal a nation.
Medicine Woman. Curandera. Hedge Witch.
She heals the world with her pearls.
And when they refer to her as a bitch,
She’ll flip the switch on that script!
Without missing a beat
She will bring the heat