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For My Parents, Thank You

Thank you to my wonderful parents, with out whom I wouldn't be half the person I am today.
Thank you for everything you do for me, every single day!
When I was sick, you did everything to make me better
Chicken soup with my medication, and a nice big comfy sweater
When I was sad, you did everything to make me smile
Favorite movies with some popcorn, 
Laying on the couch for awhile 
When I was curious, you would show me, we would explore
Anne Frank's hideout, Big Ben and The Louvre, who could want more?
You taught me about my heritage, that's really swell
Civil war reenactments, plantation trips, seen the liberty bell
You taught me about your heritage, I can never be dull
I speak English, et Français, y Español
I've learned to be compassionate and caring, just like you
I still donate clothes every year, and give those in need food.
I was always top of the class, you are both great teachers
A principal and a professor, I didn't stand a chance with either
I've grown into the person, the young woman, that I am today 
With your wisdom and intellect leading the way.
40 years you've been together, that is amazing, that is love
We will follow your example, ending all disagreements with hugs
Never giving up, alway working as a team
Relationships aren't always as easy as they seem
Yet you have stuck it through and always given me the best
Now are marriages are equal, thank you Supreme Court of the U.S.!

Written June 26, 2015

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Dear Black Woman

Dear black woman, 

You have curly hair.
Your resting face, is a fierce stare

You are beautiful!

Dear black woman, 
You have big gorgeous eyes
A voluptuous body, look at those thighs

You are beautiful!

Dear black woman, 

You have soft, yet tough brown skin
Your plump lips, do not need any collagen.

You are beautiful!

Dear black woman, 

As a child, you asked many questions, you wanted to know
Anything and everything, that would help you grow 

You are intelligent!

Dear black woman,

You are always thirsting for knowledge.
Doing whatever it takes, to make it through college.

You are intelligent!

Dear black woman, 

Raising children by yourself 
Know that being rich, can be done with out wealth.

You are strong!

Dear black woman, 

Working day out and day in.
You are the provider and the protector of your kin. 

You are strong!

Dear black woman, 

Look yourself in the mirror, smile and say: 
I am beautiful, intelligent, and strong because I am a black woman everyday!

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Self Hate

It was black America who told me I wasn't "really black" because my skin wasn't dark enough, and my hair was too good, 
because I spoke Spanish, and didn't grow up in the hood.
They told me to fit in, I needed to wear different clothes.
That I didn't understand why they couldn't reach their goals.
Told me to pray to Jesus, the same one the white man made
The one forced upon "our" ancestors  way back during slave trade.
It was black America that picked on me as a kid
Because I had 2 parents growing up, when none of them did
It was black America who wanted me to perm my hair
They told me that I needed to start acting like I care
Um excuse me? Have you looked at yourself clearly?
You look like a wanna be Barbie, and I say that dearly.
It was black America who made me feel like an outcast, like I didn't fit in
Guess what, at the end of the day, I'm still one of them.

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Dear Racist White America

Don't label me when you know not who I am
You think you know it all, in just one glance
The first to say don't judge a book by it's cover
Yet first to assume simply based on color
You see the naps in my hair and you don't understand
My darker skin, no it is not a tan
I was born this way, and I know you're jealous
Your nose jobs, fake tans, make-up, trying to embellish 
The natural beauty that I have, you may never posses
Yet you try and put us down as if we are something less.
News flash, update, let me tell you something
Stop calling me African American, trying to separate me from you
I've never been to Africa, I'm simply American, proud and true
Born and raised in these great United States
That all of our ancestors helped build, so stop with the hate.
Gone but never forgotten is the history of OUR country
From the revolution, the abolition, to attacks on our homeland security.
The history is mine just as much as it is yours,
Why do we separate it, under play it, when there is so much more
Wake up America, we are a melting pot
You can try with all your might, but the mixing is never going to stop.

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To My Husband

To my love,
Do you remember all of this?
A casual night, to party, that ended with a kiss.
June 19 two thousand and twelve,
the night our very first kiss was held.
We continued a friendship, although here and there
We would hold hands, look at each other, and stare
The love was there, it had been always
We were not yet ready, to ditch our single days
So we continued on, no rules, no pressure 
As friends, with some benefits, some would tell ya
Nights would start out, with fun in mind
By the end of it though, I'd have your hand in mine
Very drunken nights, you would proclaim
This is my girlfriend, but by morning that would change
When we would rise, we would pretend
The night was just fun, and I was merely a friend
By November twenty thirteen, I had had enough
I took a chance, and I called your bluff
You didn't say yes, you didn't say no
I didn't bring it up again, I just let it go
Dec 5, two thousand thirteen
We were dates to a party, with a holiday theme
It took some time, but you came around
Jan 25, you decided to be locked down
I tried not giggle, as I thought FINALLY!
He does want to spend the rest of his life with me.
Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months,
We were head over heels, everyone had a hunch
Dec 5, two thousand fourteen
You made a proposal, and I agreed
March 11, we went downtown to get our paper work started
We did not expect to be wed, before we departed
We signed the papers right there, that day
But I wanted to do it, the old fashioned way
So on July 10, among family and friends
We shared words and a kiss, once again
This time was special, I wore a big poofy dress 
It was our family and friends, who bore witness 
I am so happy that you are my king.
With love from your wife, your best friend, your queen.

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Manic

It's 4:15 am
Not a wink of sleep again
She's not even tired
Not scared she'll get fired
Missed work for 2days straight
Made no effort to even show up late
She doesn't even notice this trend
It happens from time to time, again and again
She knows that she'll be just fine
She's queen of the universe, at least in her mind
She's eaten one meal in the last 48 hours
She feels like she's higher than the Eiffel Tower
Will anything get in her way?
She could build Rome right now, in a day
Thoughts racing, so many ideas
So called friends who never come near
Not since the diagnosis, not that they'll say
She knows that's the reason they now stay away
Some tell her it's fake and she doesn't need meds
They tell her to just try harder, it's all in her head
It IS in her head, she's seen the scans of her brain
She doesn't understand why people think she's insane 
She knows she should stop, but has no desire
Petal to the metal while there's still air in her tires
She hates when this all comes to an end
When she has to enter the "real world" again
Will this time be 2 weeks or only 5days
Will she wake up at home, or in the hospital, confused and dazed
She'll enjoy it while she can, she's having so much fun
Like Icarus, it'll last until she gets too close to the sun
So for now she's confident and cool amidst everyone else's panic
She's queen of the world, she's totally manic

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What Happened To Sandy

Driving down the road and I needed to switch lanes
Whoops I forgot to put my blinker on again
Cop pulls me over, and I ask him why
He said failure to signal with out blinking an eye
He then orders me to put my cigarette out
NO! This is MY car! I shout
I understand he has authority, but what about my rights?
It's not even as serious as a broken tail light 
I have to get out of the car and I'm being arrested
Head on the ground, my health neglected 
For a blinker and an attitude which he did not like
Basically, I'm being arrested out of spite
I should've been more respectful and kept my cool
I get defensive around cops, if you were black you might too
Recent history has show us, when they're black lives', they haven't cared
So white men in uniforms make me VERY scared 
Pulled over for failure to signal,  arrest was the furthest thought in my head
But yet, I some how, still ended up dead

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Earthquakes and Tidal Waves

I put my lips to yours ever so slight
You pull me in closer with all of your might
Kissing me while you slip your hand under the cover
Fiddling around downtown, until you discover
An ocean, so beautiful you must take a peek
So you approach cautiously, to find what you seek
You come out, then back in, a little deeper with each thrust
You take your time teasing me, you're gauging my trust
You keep exploring, And now you know I'm definitely in the mood.
I'm sweating, my heart's racing, it just feels so good
I can't stop it. I can't control it, a tidal wave My body shakes, but you've only just begun
You're going faster now and deeper than has ever been done
You look right, to see what you can find 
At this point I am certain I am losing my mind
Once again I can't fight it and the tidal wave comes 
There's more shaking and now I'm panting, my breathings gone all wrong
You are still going, with a smug look, wipe the sweat off of your brow
I'm crying and sweating and even screaming now.
But you are in control, so what do you do
Place your hand firmly on my throat and make me look at you
So I know who is in charge and I know who runs the show
Another tidal wave approaches, your face says that you know
You stare so deeply and I can feel you inside
That's when it happens, one big thrust, a few pulsations, it felt so good I could have died.