It’s not about being recognized
Because we will continue
To do right by our children
As long as we are alive
We make sure that our children
Are fed and not just fast food
But homecooked meals
That are filled with our love
We make daily sacrifices
We give our children
Our undivided attention
We cloth our children with the best
But it goes beyond fashion
When we send our children off to school
It’s with the hopes
That they will do better than we did
We put smiles on our children’s faces
We give hope and strength
We pray that when our children get older
That they will not know
Anything about the word poverty
We teach our children the importance
Of having a strong relationship with God
Because it’s one of the best things
That they will ever have
Yes, we may make mistakes along the way
But when we mess up
We know how important it is
To fess up
Of course we are human
But no one is too big
That they can’t ask for forgiveness
Because besides having
God’s respect
Our children’s respect comes right behind His
We pray that our children
Will have better marriages
And no soul ties
Nothing that will ever break their spirits
But inheritance of happier hearts and beautiful minds
So when they go out into the world
They will be equipped with the knowledge
To thrive
Time flys
Our children will go from babies
In our arms
To young adults that are off to college
So we have to bless our children
With memories that will last them a lifetime
Being a mother isn’t about us
It’s about the children
Whom God blessed us with
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I Stand Corrected
Yesterday I wrote a post about the out of wedlock rate for black single mothers as 72%. I stand corrected after further research the number has grown to 77%. It’s sad to me instead of some people wanting to face the issue they rather question the information. I read a black guy’s comment in a video attempting to debunk the number based on most black people not taking a census. SMH! I don’t need a census I see a lot of single black mothers. Denial is a heck of a drug!
Another thing when I spoke of people attacking me for speaking the truth I still stand on that. Some people don’t like to hear the truth. Many times when some people have a losing position and are unable to formulate a sound logical argument to counter what a person is saying the next thing they do is attack you!!! These people will do whatever they can to attempt to discourage a person from speaking truth. I am not worried I am not perfect and neither are the people attacking me. How about coming up with solutions for this out of wedlock rate problem? If not the numbers will continue to grow. So who’s to blame for it?
http://www.washingtonexaminer.com/77-black-births-to-single-moms-49-for-hispanic-immigrants
This is an old video but it has a great message.
I Get It Now
Yesterday on Facebook I spoke out against gun control. I’m so thankful for my blog because it reminds me of the reason why I started it. People always tell me to speak for myself but when I do, I end up hitting someone’s nerve. I’m all for people having their own opinions but I can’t tolerate dealing with people who can’t see anything else, a debate becomes a headache instantly.
The post that I wrote said,” Everyone wants to talk about gun control but no one wants to talk about broken homes”. Oh! Why did I say that?! Here comes the backlash!
Everyone wants to talk about mass murders but no one wants to talk about what started it all prior to the person pulling the trigger. Bullying, delinquent associates, substance abuse, untreated mental illnesses and so forth all goes back to a child’s upbringing. Poor family relations and poor parental supervision are some of the reasons for the lack of parental intervention. No one wants to address the potential risk and need factors before the violence occurs.
Now please don’t misunderstand me I am sorry for the lives that were lost in violent crimes. I just don’t feel that gun control is the solution. People want a quick fix to more than likely a problem that they may have helped to contribute to. Its let’s take the guns away but don’t talk about poor home training. Everything isn’t a microwave fix sometimes a stove has to be used. Modern times have spoiled some people, they want quick fixes without putting in the work.
No one wants to talk about some women not using birth control or caring about the kind of partner they are having children with (who will soon be absent). The crazy thing is that some of the very people who support abortion feel that it’s okay to take away a person’s right to bear arms.
Like I said, “it’s all fun and games to talk about taking away someone else’s right until it’s something that they care about”. I’m being honest some of the black people who are for gun control because of the mass shootings are the same ones who get upset when black on black crime is mentioned. Some black people want to talk about the crazy white kid who committed mass murder but doesn’t care about a black kid being shot on the street corner. That’s when the snitches get stitches come in to play and no one says a word that could help to solve a murder. Some black people are selective about certain causes. Yes. I said it. They rather talk about the broken homes happening overseas. They don’t want to talk about the 72% out of wedlock rate that is climbing. The children born out of wedlock will want to know where they came from and why their parent is absent. It is selfish for adults to mess up as parents and expect their children to be okay. There are no do-overs in parenting it’s easier to fix a damaged kid than a broken adult. These broken people go out into the world, become society’s problem and sometimes people get hurt.
I am convinced more than ever that everything that I experienced growing up has lead up to this moment. I used to be ashamed about the pain from my childhood but now I want to help others. I get it now my past has molded me and now I am speaking out.
While growing up in a broken home
All I ever wanted
Was if I was blessed to become a mother
That my children would not experience
The same thing
My father was abusive
My mother struggled
She did her best of raising me
More important than the
Time spent, home cooking, cooking lessons
Was teaching me about Christ,
Responsibility and accountability
People say that the best way
To reach others is to be
Able to relate
To their pain
To their upbringing
I get it now
Everything that happened in my life
Was meant for something greater
People speak of gun control
But no one wants to speak
About the dysfunction
That is produced from a broken home
Serial killers, mass murders, bombers,
Black on black crime, terrorist etc.
All of these people are apart of situations
Where innocent people were killed
Not all by guns
When people want to kill
They don’t always use guns
One way or another
They will find a way to get it done
They will do what they set out to do
It’s time for me
To speak the truth
Being silent
There is no use
I get it now
It’s Up To Us
I’m not pointing fingers
But we must admit
That the black community is damaged
No one wants to talk about it
No one wants to face
What is happening
No one wants to get serious
About their life choices
The ones that actually has
Major consequences
That unfortunately once done
We can’t change or fix
People want to program their minds
To see their lives
As a happily ever after
A fairy tale
But no one wants to discuss
How certain choices can bring
Us back to reality have us
Sounding like a nursery rhyme
Old woman in the shoe
Had so many children
That she didn’t know what to do
Messing with the wrong men
Will have your life like a soap opera
All my children
And you are Not Erica
Having multiple babies out of wedlock
Losing value on the dating market
As if the arrow is pointing downward
On Down Jones
Ladies don’t waste unnecessary time
Ask the man who you feel
Maybe your potential mate
What are his goals and dreams
If he wants to get married
He will tell you
Don’t let having multiple children
And him not marrying you
To be a life lesson
It won’t be only you who will suffer
The children will too
Don’t be a fool
Don’t continue to hold on
Respect his decision
Move on life is short
Even though every single black mother’s
Situations are unique
Even though all single black mothers
Are not irresponsible
It doesn’t matter to
The people of the world
It’s time to wake up
Poverty, despair, and hopelessness
Are parts of nightmares
And should not be identified as
Being apart of African American culture
We have got to do better
We have to not feed into the negative
Stereotypes and generalizations
That some of us choose to embrace
It’s a big mistake
It’s up to us what we choose
What we answer to or who we allow
Ourselves to get attached to
Allowing negativity to turn inward
Single black mothers are not used goods
Not all of us are from the hood
Not all of us are ghetto
Those are words of the devil
We know that he is the biggest liar
Of them all
One of the greatest titles
That a woman can possess
Is being called mother
The greatest words that a parent
Can hear is their children
Tell them that they love you
We want our children to have
A better life than what we had
That requires having a stable home
Which consist of a mom and a dad
A happy homes goes beyond a fad
It never goes out of style
We don’t want to be responsible
For our children walking around
With a hole in their hearts
Remember they are suppose
To experience love first
From ma and pops
It’s time to break the curse
It’s time to stop making excuses
Because they are useless
The Black community
Needs to get it together
The broken home situation
Is very urgent