Blackcommunity

A Nightmare Dance

Would someone please tell me what’s going on? What’s going on within the black community? I know what you are thinking what is Tameeka talking about now? I’m talking about the way women are viewed and treated especially black women. Let’s be honest about how hip hop degrades black women with names like whores and of course the “B” word. Whether we want to admit it or not music is very powerful. I’m so tired of artist if we want to call some of them that not wanting to be  held accountable for the effect of the music that their music causes but want their bank account to reflect it. I mean what kind of world are we living in where three words gets a person killed. Now before anyone gets bent out of shape about what I am writing  about I am a black woman who is the mother of two sons. I’m making sure that my sons respect allllllll women of every race. No one has the right to touch a woman without her consent no means no so get over it. I don’t care exactly how  a woman says it how should a woman respond to disrespect? “Excuse me even though you are grinding on my body without my permission could you please stop? “Please don’t shoot. Please don’t curse me out. Are we saying that a woman has to live in fear if she rejects a man? Sad to say I believe most women have a story to share about the way some men behave when they are rejected. Some men who are rejected will curse a woman out. Some men will call a woman names. Some men will lie and start rumors allllll because they got their feelings hurt. Look real men accepts rejection and walks away I just want to make that clear. Anyone who feels differently I’ll pray for you.

There’s a story that I just heard about it’s about a young beautiful college student her name was Tiarah Poyau. She was dancing on a dance floor when a guy name Reginald Morse was grinding on her without her consent. This young woman said three words “Get off me” and was shot in the eye behind her body. Two young lives are gone what’s going on? Now I am not saying that all women haven’t been disrespected I just feel that something is terribly wrong when a woman can’t say no. There is something wrong in the black community. Where are the black lives matter voices? I’m just hearing about this story. Where is the outrage? One’s things for certain something has got to change.

The mindset that some people have towards women things like a woman is “asking for it” based on how she dresses. There are many stories where women have been raped and do you know what’s scary? Some women are afraid to report what happened out of fear of how they will be treated. It’s just isn’t right. Our bodies are our temples it’s our choice of who we choose to allow to touch it. I don’t care who the women are, how she dresses, what size she is or what rumors that you may have heard no means no lose the ego. Go take a stroll until you find a woman that will fulfill your desires. What one person won’t do another one will so go find them. We have to do better.

Single Black Mom

Growing up I always told myself

That I would not be a single parent

Raising kids without help

I always felt

That life belonged to someone else

There’s no lucky charms

It’s time to ring the alarm

What’s going on in the

Black community

Making it seem like being

A single black mom

Is an awesome thing as if

Being a struggling mother is a way

To earn stripes

Being a single parent

Doing it all alone

Is not right

It’s quite pathetic

Some of this black fathers

Don’t even care enough

To co-parent

They like to forget

Or assume that paying

Child support will make up for it

This situation is a huge epidemic

One that no one should mimic

It isn’t a lifestyle

That’s glamorise

Say what you want about me

It won’t change how I feel

A stable upbringing should

Always be within our sight

Some of us are just too

Blind to see

I was once like other people too

Now I look back and think

What did I do

To end up with a baby father

Like you

Like a song on the radio

I listened to your tune

Now I am here looking like a fool

Man I wish that I had the analogy

Of no wedding no wound

Had I had it

It would have giving me more

Time to get to know you

I wished that my old schooled ways

Had of saved me from

What I am going through today

My sons would have been saved

From the typical black

Single parent home

It’s so wrong for my sons

To grow up withdrawn

I wished that only I

Could bare this burden alone

Still this is the life that I chose

My choices I own

Allowing my fleshy goals

To take control

Thankful for allowing Christ

To help me to be reborn

And I have learned to never

Put a deadline

On God’s time

For He has no limits

That sometimes it’s not

Always the things that we planned

That are the best

But in fact it’s the things

That are not planned

Which are the true miracles

Not trying to get all spiritual

But God’s way is the best way

For sure

So I will embrace

What God has on the way

Being a single mom

Isn’t the end

But the beginning

Of what God has

For my family and me

Thank You God All Almighty

 

 

 

 

 

How Dare You?

Good Morning. Happy Saturday to All

I experienced a rather interesting week one that I will forever will remember as long as I live. This week’s homework assignment touched me as someone who is black, a woman and a Christian. As I have talked a little bit about on an earlier post there was a speech that we had to read and we had to explain which impacted us more about the speech reading it or seeing it. The name of the speech is called Ain’t I a Woman by Sojourner Truth’s it was given at a women Convention in 1851. She spoke of the inequalities of blacks and women. What I loved the most about the speech is how she made biblical references that really hit home for me. Even though I am black and a woman I am a Christian first. Nowadays people like to make a mockery about Christianity let me tell everyone something this woman showed strength and bravery during a time when it could have placed her life in danger. But her love for Christ made her fearless and it touched me in a mighty way. This speech put me more on fire for Christ more than ever.

The speech also got me stirred up about another thing that I talk about quite often and that’s how black women are disrespected by Some black men. I never feel that it’s okay for a black man to bash a black woman or a black woman to bash a black man. I could go on for hours on in about this subject however I find it comical the way that Some black men bash black women. Let me get this right a black man came from a black woman majority of the time witnessed first hand what his very own mother went through. Yet disrespect black women who are encountering the exact same thing? I highly doubt that God intended for it to be that way. In fact a man is suppose to be the head of the family and the woman was suppose oversee the household being the rib of her hubby. Some of these men can’t possibly feel that women don’t have frustration from the hand that was dealt and expect them to smile about it even though we do just don’t forget what’s behind our smiles. Absolutely cannot stand when a person says for a woman to pick better as if they knew that the man would waste their time. Most of the time we never know a person intentions until it’s too late. Some people are good as wearing a mask until they get what they want. The last time I checked no woman wants to be a single mother it’s a hard task.Look black women have to be strong and hold on no matter how much we get kicked around. Our strength is what keeps us going so Some of you black men don’t get intimidated understand us and respect us.

The last thing that peaked my interest was Cicely Tyson interpretation of the speech she’s 91 years old so we all can imagine what she has seen in her lifetime. I wrote a post about her in class she inspired me so much. One of my classmates said that maybe because she’s a great actress is the reason why she was about to bring the speech to life. I told them no that’s what she’s experienced in 91 years of life she definitely knows a lot the reinterpretation only sparked something inside. It made me feel proud to wear my life lessons like strips on a military jacket. I am indeed a Christian black woman and very honoured by that fact too.