When you love a black woman,
You can feel her magic in your bones…
You got her blueprint written all over your soul…
Like she birthed you into life from her womb….

When you love that black woman,
You can see she’s a warrior, a teacher, a god…
You witness her femininity blossomin like a vase of roses
You hear her pain, her screams…she’s a human
An original one…you came from her…..
She’s a first woman….

So how can you not respect your mother, your aunt,
Your sister, your grandmother, your great grandmother
All these black women in your life…

When you love this black woman
Strong, beautiful graceful soulful
You will never forget her….
It’s why white women continue to copy her….
Am I lyin?
White women envy her all the time,
Some will admit, some will not….

If you don’t believe me,

Go to and observe how Beckys tried to steal
Black girl magic…..our glow…they secretly love us
They wanna be just like their original mamas
Mamas who gave birth to humankind long time ago….
We sat on the throne being empresses and goddesses
Way before any race of people came around….
And guess who sits beside us, our black men…our brothas….

And they love a black woman….
They respect a black woman..
They treat a black woman like an empress she is….

🫶🏾💙 ©️ Kai C. 9-13-23