Saturday, January 21, 2017
Black Girl Magic
Black girl you are more than words you are Beyond this Earth your worth should never be determined by the amount of melanin in your skin so go Within give the you to the world that you've been waiting to unleash wake up adjust your crown and arm yourself daily with affirmations of your greatness black girl the world is yours never allow circumstance to define who you are what you will be is exactly what you think so equip yourself with more. positivity than you can stand black gkirl stand up your rightful place is waiting for you. Earned for you by your mothers there are hand written instructions inscribed on every strand of your DNA so slay you must build a rock solid mountain of truth with the dust from your grind black girl gon head and shine let your path take you to the placement of your star sometimes you may need to map your own way but you are never alone they are there those who came before you
Their shoulders broad for your height black girl stand stand tall plant feet and get ready to soar strap up aim higher than you never thought of black girl love with intention but don't you dare give it to another being without loving all of you first fall in love with the parts you hide and make them seamless steps in your stride black girl walk black girl strut high step head up back straight black girl rise you are special you are queen black girl rise you are the essence of everything beautiful black girl soar black girl fly black show out show up black girl show them who you really are. Black girl move, move on past your hurt expose your scars proudly and say I am still here I have survived black girl cry if you have to use your tears to construct a River Jordan to your own Promised land. Black girl call on them often she your ancestors she Oshun she Ma'at she Maya she Harriet she Mary she black girl...black girl she she is all of you.
Sunday, January 15, 2017
Dear America...
Dear America,
So if I resist,
is that reason enough for you to call me a traitor?
Or would it better suited to just say that I am fed up?
Tired of taking advantage of the opportunities you said were also for me.
Hoping that I would forget that you never created them for me to have?
I've been oppressed by your system before I was even thought of.
Thank God the love of my mother has taught me to transcend boundaries
and boarders
and stereotypes
and the boxes
you attempt to force me in.
I am not your puppeted American.
I am the long awaited smile of my ancestors who once looked up towards heaven and saw me.
The long stare down a gun barrel head high with accepted fate because one day a change will come
I am the one who will stand against the hypocrisy of religion and live by Gods real love
But...
If I do not resist,
will I be expected to sign away my freedom just to get a piece of this pie you baked?
The one filled with expired ingredients and sour milk curdled with antiquated values and pre historic thoughts that has stained the fabric of how this land was truly created?
If I do not resist,
what am I saying to lives lost that fought for you?
If I do not resist what do I say to myself knowing that this art was given to me to reflect these times? What story am I leaving behind embedded in the contents of a time capsule
What am I saying if I don't continue to fight for your reshaping and continue to cry out for true freedom?
So resist...I will because
dear America I don't want to just be accepted
I just want to live.
Taryn "LoveReigns" Wharwood 2017
So if I resist,
is that reason enough for you to call me a traitor?
Or would it better suited to just say that I am fed up?
Tired of taking advantage of the opportunities you said were also for me.
Hoping that I would forget that you never created them for me to have?
I've been oppressed by your system before I was even thought of.
Thank God the love of my mother has taught me to transcend boundaries
and boarders
and stereotypes
and the boxes
you attempt to force me in.
I am not your puppeted American.
I am the long awaited smile of my ancestors who once looked up towards heaven and saw me.
The long stare down a gun barrel head high with accepted fate because one day a change will come
I am the one who will stand against the hypocrisy of religion and live by Gods real love
But...
If I do not resist,
will I be expected to sign away my freedom just to get a piece of this pie you baked?
The one filled with expired ingredients and sour milk curdled with antiquated values and pre historic thoughts that has stained the fabric of how this land was truly created?
If I do not resist,
what am I saying to lives lost that fought for you?
If I do not resist what do I say to myself knowing that this art was given to me to reflect these times? What story am I leaving behind embedded in the contents of a time capsule
What am I saying if I don't continue to fight for your reshaping and continue to cry out for true freedom?
So resist...I will because
dear America I don't want to just be accepted
I just want to live.
Taryn "LoveReigns" Wharwood 2017
Writing while black and woman and gay...
July 7th, 2016
There are more words in me than patience to deliver their truth.
So what shall I do?
What shall I say when all I have are words to cradle yet another name another body slain in cold blood.
We speak their names
[Alton Stirling]
in desperate pleas to just live
[Sandra Bland]
in this skin. Modern day lynchings of my people
[Tamir Rice]
haunt me daily as I fight to just be
[Eric Garner]
I am faced with more doubt in this life
[Rakia Boyd]
trying to live and be free in this place
[Philando Castille]
that would rather not have me here. I hear them often
[Amadou Diallo]
and attempt to move forward although who I am causes me set backs, I set "black" on the table before me alongside each label
declaring I will survive in all that has been left for me to feast on.
Yet the taste of this meal has long since lost its flavor.
Strange fruit has never been appetizing and even harder to swallow every time we are force fed irrelevant justification.
The expectation is clear:
"say nothing so it won't happen you.
Don't be too black. Stay in a woman's place.
Don't be gay period.
Learn enough to get by knowing that even a portion of your knowledge they would literally kill for. Don't you dare speak up
[angry black woman]
and challenge this system that was never designed for you.
Sit back and take notes little black girl this world does not belong to you nor your kind.
In time, your frustration will blow over and you'll forget them...
the ones we've slaughtered in honor of the constitution of this great land in which you were never a thought."
My God I was birthed into this problem.
What shall I do?
How do I act on change when chains weigh me and media attempts to sway me into believing black lives matter
but they only matter to those who care
but who cares as long as I punch in on time making sure massa meets his bottom line.
My crime has been caring too much and not saying enough
but what exactly should I say when I can't even find a reason for these words to justify my skin being treason
and who I love automatically makes me seasonal target practice for mass re-enactments of legal bullying and systematic oppression
pulling at my educated black mind
just trying to be counted and make a dime in this human race
I don't mean to sound like I am giving up
but I can't keep up with this pace of extermination.
God I just need to know how
so please accept this as a fed up response of my humanness we need You now.
I need You so that I can truly
TALK BACK!
Taryn "LoveReigns" Wharwood 2017
There are more words in me than patience to deliver their truth.
So what shall I do?
What shall I say when all I have are words to cradle yet another name another body slain in cold blood.
We speak their names
[Alton Stirling]
in desperate pleas to just live
[Sandra Bland]
in this skin. Modern day lynchings of my people
[Tamir Rice]
haunt me daily as I fight to just be
[Eric Garner]
I am faced with more doubt in this life
[Rakia Boyd]
trying to live and be free in this place
[Philando Castille]
that would rather not have me here. I hear them often
[Amadou Diallo]
and attempt to move forward although who I am causes me set backs, I set "black" on the table before me alongside each label
declaring I will survive in all that has been left for me to feast on.
Yet the taste of this meal has long since lost its flavor.
Strange fruit has never been appetizing and even harder to swallow every time we are force fed irrelevant justification.
The expectation is clear:
"say nothing so it won't happen you.
Don't be too black. Stay in a woman's place.
Don't be gay period.
Learn enough to get by knowing that even a portion of your knowledge they would literally kill for. Don't you dare speak up
[angry black woman]
and challenge this system that was never designed for you.
Sit back and take notes little black girl this world does not belong to you nor your kind.
In time, your frustration will blow over and you'll forget them...
the ones we've slaughtered in honor of the constitution of this great land in which you were never a thought."
My God I was birthed into this problem.
What shall I do?
How do I act on change when chains weigh me and media attempts to sway me into believing black lives matter
but they only matter to those who care
but who cares as long as I punch in on time making sure massa meets his bottom line.
My crime has been caring too much and not saying enough
but what exactly should I say when I can't even find a reason for these words to justify my skin being treason
and who I love automatically makes me seasonal target practice for mass re-enactments of legal bullying and systematic oppression
pulling at my educated black mind
just trying to be counted and make a dime in this human race
I don't mean to sound like I am giving up
but I can't keep up with this pace of extermination.
God I just need to know how
so please accept this as a fed up response of my humanness we need You now.
I need You so that I can truly
TALK BACK!
Taryn "LoveReigns" Wharwood 2017
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