These aren’t my words. They were written by a Facebook friend, but they speak of my sentiments so clearly regarding my spiritual faith and religion that I wanted to share
I betrayed myself and ushered my heart’s head into a concrete cornerstone courtesy of a self inflicted sucker punch.
How is it that I can be so easily written off?
An excerpt from an email to a friend..
I have so long tired of working in an environment where speaking with people of our race is split between broken English concealed through thick African accents and/or institutionalized Ebonics. Where subject matter rarely rises above sports or the appeal of some woman’s phat ass.
The chancellors of lust have always held a strong and vocal presence in the parliament of my mind. Too often have the callings from their committees held the swaying votes on critical decisions.
“Being reduced to a catch phrase slogan that’s tossed around for political brownie points. Is that anyway to treat a person?”
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