PeaceWe, brown skinned, black skinned, ivory skinned women,

We, of upright posture and pearly teeth,

We, Sisters who carry the weight of the spirits…

Our children….our children, vessels of attempted destruction.

We sow, reap,

We keep quiet, speak,

We hurt, weep,

We rejoice…..heat,

We shrivel, hide, then seek.

We become ill, reflect, don’t eat.

Retreat, then heal, that what is meek.

We, brown skinned, black skinned, ivory skinned women,

Magnificent in our makeup, magnanimous in our faith.

We, sisters, who carry the weight of the spirits,

Hear the thunder and know that the rain will later come to soothe and cleanse the filth…

We love the colors of the rainbow

We cook wonderful dishes with just the right amount of spice.

Come to us when we are tired,

Rub our feet when they ache

Comfort us with a smile or a song.

Armor us with love,

Before the war begins,

Because we must win.

About whenquiet

A child of God, opinionated, survivor, eloquent, elegant, exquisite bohemian, and humble, loving life and shining light to those who are in the shadow.
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3 Responses to WE

  1. This is great. Your blog is now a link from mine. So very glad I found it.

  2. whenquiet says:

    I so wish that I could make this poem more available for more women of color to read.

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