The Daily Times, Leave My Body Beneath the Stairs, June 5,1998.
My Black Man
Makes me laugh, when I am down
Brushes away my frown
Respects me from the top of my braided hair to my dainty toenails painted a dazzling red glare
Does not dismiss my tears
But instead comforts me and fights my fears
Fills me up
Makes love to me until I just cannot get enough
Warms me, making sure that I never feel the cold
Loves me with not just his body, but with mind, body and soul
Stands strong in the face of a prejudice society
Fights to be the very best he can be, to be somebody
Comes home at the end of the day, to help with the homework and play
Quotes scriptures of God’s great word, silently thanking him for showing the way
My Black Man
Makes me laugh, when I am down
Brushes away my frown
Respects me from the top of my braided hair to my dainty toenails painted a dazzling red glare
Does not dismiss my tears
But instead comforts me and fights my fears
Fills me up
Makes love to me until I just cannot get enough
Warms me, making sure that I never feel the cold
Loves me with not just his body, but with mind, body and soul
Stands strong in the face of a prejudice society
Fights to be the very best he can be, to be somebody
Comes home at the end of the day, to help with the homework and play
Quotes scriptures of God’s great word, silently thanking him for showing the way