“Black Woman,” by Fee Thomas

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Note: Reprinted with the permission of Fee Thomas, because great words must never disappear. William Spivey

You let him beat you down, make you feel so small

Tell you the Truth, it mystifies me all

It’s like you don’t even know who you are

And here it is, your genes have traveled so far

Sister friend, why do you look at me so quizzically?

Do you not know that you are tied to your lineage intrinsically?


So here you sit, proving that you are the strongest of your line

Go ahead, shake your head — that’s just fine

Lean back awhile I’ll tell you more

Your line goes back to when they first hit America’s shore

In slave ships they were; bound and gagged

Until they hit the marketplace for sale and tagged

On to the plantation, for beatings and rapes

The daring ones… up for escapes


Your lineage surviving mass disease and incarceration

Your people living through racism and segregation

Jim Crow, lynchings, mass inequality

The women in your line said I’ll beat all three

So as you sit now in your skin

I want you to take a moment and remember your kin


Evolution always moves up

To you, I tip my cup

Because you exist, that proves you are the best of your line

Sister friend you are doing just fine

Just do one thing for me, please

This moment, I must seize

The next time he wants to tear you down or call you “bitch”

Make sure to tell him there’s one little hitch


You carry too many great women along with you for a word that shady

Besides, you are too busy being a lady

You are from what the slave ships stayed alive

Because yes, Darling, only the strong survive


“When I write there is no thought. It is complete invocation of Spirit and heart. I write, simply, because I cannot stop.” Fee Thomas

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Has Lust For A Body Ever Translated To Love Of A Mind?

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I’m a visual person and I am as guilty as anyone of seeing and wanting someone for no other reason than her exterior appearance. I personally don’t really care about the way her makeup is applied, if she had on stiletto’s or if she wore a designer dress. When I listen to women compliment other women on how they look, it’s generally about things (hair, shoes, outfit) that I care little about. I could tell you however, what it is they’re working with and have often been attracted for those reasons alone. But how does that work out?

Men eventually discover, as many beautiful women can attest to. That physical beauty does not a long-lasting romance make. It seems every outside influence like tv, movies, magazines, friends, and maybe family, push men to pursue the physical and not the mind, and that’s a shame. A body can give great pleasure and for a time one can get caught up in it, but eventually, hopefully, you want more.

I’m still at least a little shallow. When I was twenty, I wanted the woman I wanted when I was twenty. When I was forty, I was still attracted to the same type woman (if you need a visual reference, check out the Bell, Biv, DeVoe, “Poison” video). But I eventually matured to the point where I want, A Woman of a Certain Age with at least one physical feature I can adore. It could be her eyes, smile, face, or perhaps the curve of her breasts. I’m much more concerned with the ease in which we get along and the quality of our conversation.

I’ve fallen in like with a body on more than one occasion. There’s always the chance that one could discover there is a compatible mind as well and everything will work out fine? I submit the route with the better chance of long-term success is to seek out the qualities of the mind that will endure through a lifetime. And if you find a physical feature you adore, that will be just gravy on top!