A place where my mom said one day if I was
lucky I could date a man like that....you know the
type. Church going, active in his community,
Graduated from a HBCU ALL "Q" and the
conversations....
He would look at me with so much
interest as talked about Black History, Politics,
music, spirituality. He was vegan, and I was like a
vegan, In Texas, in the 90's?!!
I mean who could ask for Anything More ....
But. I didn't ask. In fact I froze...
Trying to figure out why my 5ft frame
Couldn't run from his 6.4 250lbs stature.
I mean... we were chillin watching a Long Kiss
Goodnight eating Vegetarian pizza and said he
would be right back and when I looked up....he
naked.
His eye now void of seeing the fear,
confusion, and please to Please. STOP. DONT.
Don't take this dream and turn it into a nightmare on a
continuous loop of his Brand, my tears, his sweat.
With noone to tell about this "Good Man".... I just
want to WAKE UP!!!
In a place every black girl like me has dreamed of a
place where the truth Rolls off my pen to my tongue
like healing waters becoming a roaring wave
breaking the dam of shame and secrecy. Raising my
hand and screaming ME TOO!
I see you and you can see me...and together we
Reclaim Our Sweetest Dreams Yet to Come.
Written by Veronica "V" Robertson
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