She walks with dignity, her head held as high as her standards. Yes, she has high standards, not just for the guys she encounters, but also for those who she allows within her leeway – friends and acquaintances. She has high standards when it comes to what she will tolerate.
She is looked at constantly with disapproving side eyes. The moment she enters the room, all eyes fall on her. That majestic skin of melanin that others will tan to even come close to. Hers is God-given. Her lips so full, they need no plumping. Her curves are so beautiful, no beauty standard can convince her otherwise, though they try. If she chooses to wear her fro, she will wear it well. Thick, curly, or kinky – no matter the texture it will suit her well. I
The black woman indeed endures much, and the list of grievances could go for miles. That does not compare to how graceful the black woman is. Her poise and bravery are what we should notice at first when we look at her. She is precious and valuable, far more than any jewel, and will be taken seriously.
You cannot break her, no matter how hard you try. She knows she will always have to work 10 times harder to receive only half of what her Caucasian counterpart will have handed to them. She knows this, yet still pushes forward. She goes on, fighting against stereotypes established to put her down. Having to prove that she is not what others say she is, is an extra stronghold to deal with. She handles it with elegance, with everyone waiting on her to snap. She will not give them what they want. She will not be stopped, and she comes for everything that is hers. She goes on, fighting against stereotypes established to put her down. Support her or get out her way.
Her strength has been the forefront of major accomplishments of this country. The black woman has stood behind some of the most important figures in history. From Martin Luther King, Jr to former president Barack Obama, they both had a strong, black woman behind them to be there for them, encourage them when they needed it and to love them while they dealt with the hate of others. What if they did not have those women?
Black women made things happen and it would be a disgrace to have that denied. She may not receive credit when deserved, but she is fully aware of her greatness and needs reassurance from no one. If you look through history, you will see that many “firsts” came from black women. We set the standard.
Honor the black women you witness flourishing with loads on their backs, especially the ones you personally know. A black woman raised me into the woman I am today. She cared for me when I was sick. She comforted me when I was hurting. She made me laugh when I felt like crying. She prospered when the odds were against her and I pray to be half of the woman she is, one day.
She may be imitated, but nothing can compare to that of a black woman. What an honor it is to be one.