From Henceforth... We decree and declare the forsaking of hoodies, joggers, and all manner of common wear; we are rooted, sovereign in our essence, adorned in cultural regalia, African prints, and sumptuous traditional sets. And our Queens, yoga pants are no fit for their majesty—behold them in glory: Kaftans, Bubus, Dashikis, heritage cascading over their resplendent forms. Rich African energies flow, steeped in style and consciousness, palm wine cradled in hand, puff puff gracing the platter, herbal teas steeped with care, roasted nuts and sumptuous fruits. This is no fleeting fashion, no ephemeral whim—it is our way, our lineage, our birthright. We walk in our roots, cloaked in ancestral dignity, African pedigree, majestic Black legacy. Every stitch, every hue, every intricate pattern—Black excellence incarnate. That is who we are: regally, proudly, richly African.

DEFINITELY NOT GONNA HAPPEN IN ANOTHER 400 YEARS! Y'ALL LOVE THEM WIPIPO SUIT AND TIES...LMFAO 😂

“'Negro' is an interesting word. This country could not call us Africans, because if it had, we would have understood some things about ourselves. We would not have been this 'Negro America', constantly enslaved even after slavery. It would have given us a sense of continuity. So, they had to say 'colored' and 'Negro' and 'nigger' to keep us in our place- to remind us that we were only from this country.”

---Sonia Sanchez, circa 1999.

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Sonia Sanchez (born Wilsonia Benita Driver, September 9, 1934) is an Afrikan poet most often associated with the Black Arts Movement. She has authored over a dozen books of poetry, as well as short stories, critical essays, plays, and children's books. She was a recipient of 1993 Pew Fellowships in the Arts.

Im not feeling this marriage shit no more🤷🏿‍♂️