Lately, I have been finding myself wondering what is really happening on this planet. Some of my sisters, the most dynamic, beautiful, and intelligent that I know are coming up against some of the most severe forms of foolishness I have ever seen. I love you guys sooo much. My baby girls are also included in this note because I want them to know better before they learn better. That way they have no excuse for poor decision. I hate to have to kick their ass because of it....got that Anette and Queeta!
The rest of the women I know seem to be stuck too. I found this a minute ago and shared it with Faye. I was jussst past this hurt when I read it. So it didn't sting toooo bad. So now I'm passing it on so you can feel the sting and learn. Share, share, share, share
I love you
Did This Happen To Your Mother?
Did Your Sister Throw Up Alot?
written by Alice Walker
I love a man who is not worth
my love
Did this happen to your mother?
Did your grandmother wake up
for no good reason
in the middle of the night?
I thought love could be controlled
It cannot.
Only behavior can be controlled.
By biting your tongue purple
rather than speak.
Mauling your lips.
Obliterating his number
too thoroughly
to be able to phone
Love has made me sick.
Did you sister throw up a alot?
Did your cousin complain
of a painful knot
in her back?
Did your aunt always
seem to have something else
troubling her mind?
I thought love would adapt itself
to my needs.
But needs grow too fast;
they come up like weeds.
Through cracks in the conversation.
Through silences in the dark.
Through everything you thought was concrete.
Such needful love has to be chopped out
or forced to wilt back,
poisoned by disapproval
from it's own soil.
This is bad news for the conservationist.
My hands shake before this killing.
My stomach sits jumpy in my chest.
My chest is the Grand Canyon
sprawled empty
over the world
Whoever he is, he is not worth all this
Don't you agree?
and will never
unclench my teeth long enough
to tell him so.
