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inpsirational 3 min read 439 views Oct 11, 2020

My Appreciation

The worldly men don't recognize the Kings who live righteous... You know... the ones with morals and who crave knowledge on the daily, while the others can't comprehend anything beyond physicality mainly. They can't see past gold grills, designers labels and cash, they can't see past a big ol' ass! Their only concern is... if or when she gonna let em smash, and thrash up and down inside of her treasure. But true Indeed... some of the Queens have not a clue that right in between our thighs, lies a chest filled with jewels... and treasures. They're too lost to be able to measure it .... because if the price is right , she gonna "throw it back!" Hell.... Out here glorification of promiscuity is a fact, and you're not "poppin" if you don't get down wit that. The worldy men will spread their seeds to the sleeping Queens who are quick to get on their knees to temporarily please his flesh... and his low vibrations... they never even heard of meditation... So..... for spiritual Queens like me, who are actually able to SEE, we appreciate the beautiful black Kings, who actually know who they Be! And we appreciate you sincerely! Now I want to Express my gratitude... No matter how many times you've been used and abused, you always keep the same attitude. No matter how many times this world knocks you down , you dust yourself off, wipe your blood sweat and tears , and stitch up the wounds.... and still manage to whistle a happy tune..... While dealing with this world not loving you. But yet you still spread peace . You still hold your head high when you speak! While the others lead our people down a path of self destruction , pain, and trauma... you're busy working... breaking generational curses passed on from our mamas... And our grannies and daddies. We appreciate you protecting the black WOMB-man.... Like only the Black man can! We appreciate you too, for recognizing our wounds and striving to help us heal our wombs. We appreciate the God in you. The worldly man... Could never Overstand your depths and all your dimensions... The worldly man would never be able to keep my attention ... or even to help me grow... My gratitude for the Beautiful Black Kings is something I'll forever show 🙏🏾 My appreciation. ~Goddess Bee~ Royal Melanin Publishing LC owns All Rights. All Rights Reserved.

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love_supreme

These are true words. Excellent write.

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Goddess Bee

Thank you 🙏🏾

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love_supreme

I like this poem.

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