What happened to us? Who are you? Do you know who you are? What happened to the pride and the dignity and the love and respect that we had for one another. Where did it go. And how, How do we get it back? I'ma tell you.
Young Black men, take your place. We need you. Your sons and daughters need you. Did you understand what I just said. You were sold off and had no choice, yes but now it's time to stay. Take your place. Now. Starting now. Starting now.
Young black women, you are more than your thighs and your hips. You are beautiful, strong, powerful. I want more from you. Take your place.
I took part of the poem that Cicley Tyson recited in Madea's Family Reunion. I was watching and every time I hear it, I feel it deep down in my soul.
What keeps us from taking our place? Is it fear, complacency, confussion, etc. Whatever it is, I'm ready to stand tall and get it back.
I have a place, you have a place and the time is now to "Take Your Place."
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Posted by The Diva Principle at 10:02 PM