its not every time I come up here to declare my love for my body or use such words as seen on my headings, but I did this to celebrate the life of Maya Angelou, her words certainly where from such deep thoughts and wisdom, that even after her demise many of us can relate to what ever she said
in one of her poems she wrote
you may write me down in history, you may trod me in the very dirt but still, like dust i’ll rise
do you want to see me broken?
bowed head and lowered eyes?
shoulders falling down like teardrops?
weakened by my soulful cries?
you may shoot me with your words,
you may cut me with your eyes,
you may kill me with your hatefulness,
but still like air, i’ll rise
does my sexiness upset you?
does it come as a surprise
that i dance like I’ve got diamonds at the meeting of my thighs?
its sad that we are loosing the best part of our generation and i hope that the mantle passes on to those who will have the strength to pass messages as powerful as this
thanks for the positive comments on the blog I read everyone and appreciate it
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