Harlem Shadows
By Claude McKay

I hear the halting footsteps of a lass
In Negro Harlem when the night lets fall
Its veil. I see the shapes of girls who pass
To bend and barter at desire's call.
Ah, little dark girls who in slippered feet
Go prowling through the night from street to street!

Through the long night until the silver break
Of day the little gray feet know no rest;
Through the lone night until the last snow-flake
Has dropped from heaven upon the earth's white breast,
The dusky, half-clad girls of tired feet
Are trudging, thinly shod, from street to street.

Ah, stern harsh world, that in the wretched way
Of poverty, dishonor and disgrace,
Has pushed the timid little feet of clay,
The sacred brown feet of my fallen race!
Ah, heart of me, the weary, weary feet
In Harlem wandering from street to street.

A generational curse is black parents not allowing their children to respectfully voice their opinions to them, dismissing them as being “disrespectful.”

Wanna know where they got that from.....slave owners.

This is what "wealth" looks like

Black celebrities are not black leaders
Black celebrities are not black leaders
Black celebrities are not black leaders

IDGAF in a good way. It's peaceful here.

The Miss Côte d'Ivoire pageant announced a ban on wigs and weaves on January 28, 2025, aiming to celebrate and promote natural beauty.
This decision emphasizes authenticity, encouraging contestants to showcase their natural hair and embrace their true selves, reflecting a shift towards empowering women to feel confident without relying on artificial enhancements.
The move highlights the growing movement of body positivity and self-acceptance in beauty standards, this new rule will take effect for the 2025 edition of the competition.

Love didn't hurt you.

Someone who doesn't know how to love hurt you.

Bill Cosby Said This In 1971 What Bill Cosby said in 1971 still holds incredible truth today! Ain't 💩 changed....