I live in a society where we are not permitted to mourn the death of our loved ones because it is not acceptable if God to see one mourn openly. They were mocked and beaten and treated as if they really don’t even matter. Women have been taken away from their young allowing the hunters to capture them. Children are prey when mother is away.
Things are changing slowly but surely because now there is mental help to help us express the rage and sadness we fell. We are looked at as a woman a mother a sister an auntie grammy, grandma, ya ya what guma how ever the little one can say it.
Women have been led astray, there was a time we mourned the absence of a sister, she may not be blood related but she was a girl that would stand by your side if it cost her her life. There was a bond that was naturally there, women held hands and mourned along side the woman who child was killed for food by the gods or kidnapped or slaughtered by the ones calling their self angles of god, soldiers in the army of the lord.
Now here we are descendants of Muslims converted to Christianity in order to spare the lives of those we loved most and nothing at all was done.
Many were taken to foreign lands and soon blood lines were lost and stories were told to the Americans how their people were conquered and how they hate us as blacks here in America because we have it so much better and we hate them because it is not acceptable to be a Muslim without even knowing what a Muslim is and we are still conquered because we are divided by so many things but religion is far the worse because who we are and not what was done I am persecuted for being a black woman by many and a yellow woman by even more. Hated upon for no cause. Why do we hate each other so much sistas. Why do we no longer embrace, why do we not uphold each other but instead stab one another in the back and tell shameful lies to try and make another woman feel bad and look bad to others. We will tare down her character and say demeaning words against her and will still smile in her face and say hello how are you today.
We have been taught to hate each other from the Bible days. And when I say the Bible days, it was either all made up to entertain others or it was based on some facts. And if it was based on facts the ones who were being hunted down and killed by god and his people were living in perilous times when no one had rights except god and if it was all made up look at the damage a lie has done.
Today I felt like writing it out of my head because recently I have not felt like myself. I have been noticing my moods and the swings and the highs and lows and I think back to much happier times and I really wanna get back there but I have a hard time climbing out of this hole called depression. Because tomorrow I may not feel as happy as I did when I woke this morning.
Peace and blessings to all my sistas out there. I only had two makers Alma and who ever was the sperm donor. Everyone else is equal to me as far as it is being humans. There are those I see as a mother figure because of the age and a daddy figure to, I guess, or suga daddy...laughing at myself. Because I’m not attracted to men who are old enough to be my daddy but I will spend some of their money.
If we as women would began to pull together what a powerful world we would live in. And many of us hate each other simply because of a man and who he had sex with. Only way I fuck with his side piece is if she fucks with me. I wanna know who all he fucking so I want fuck around and get Rebeccaed. You know the chick in the Bible who killed her own sister because of a ficking nigga. Fuck the color of the got damn skin we all nigga and fuckers, the male. And fuckees, me the bitch of the two groups. Male and female, fuckers and fuckees, but all niggas.
Why can’t life be that simple, why is someone always trying to run the life of another and if they can’t run it they will ruin it, those are the principles of the Bible and many live by those codes, either convert or die, scary to me, the hatred planted there by those calling themselves Christian or Catholic and telling others they don’t have the right to fight back if they come up upon them. And the people who will allow others to use them as a killing machine and those who are the most frightening are those who are happy to kill. Those who are eager to take away the life of another. Those who are told god will forgive them for killing in his name and he will reward you to bow at HIS feet in HIS kingdom, what else do you get for all that innocent blood to people who did nothing at all to you. Cancer is what you are, and it has spread and it has to stop...
Sisters let’s work to make it stop, the Underground Railroad would not have been successful if other slaves with a different color did not work together in secrecy against a system that treated all women like animals, just because Mrs was in the house don’t mean Mr treated her like a woman. After all he was a Christian man and could do what he want with his own property. She stood alone many times and no one mourned her many times when she was beat like she was a mule so she became a sister to the slaves. And made sure they ate food and kept warm and had a place to sleep in secrecy when they were running away. Many were kept in chains so they want run but soon as the chains dropped the slave ran. Many with badges on their shoulder were the worse of all.
The wheels are turning, we can finally take back to masser and can even go to the doctors and the hospital but masser still takes our money away thru his taxes. Sisters working hard will soon do something about that too...
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