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Happy Mother’s Day
Dear Black mothers of the world
Dear Black Mothers,
We feel your pain from all terrain: the shores of Africa across mighty oceans, canals, rivers, desserts, forests, lakes, mountains, levies, and waterfalls. To you — mostly brick walls. We see your tears in sheets of iridescent rain — hear your cries through a live video of passersby.
You are beautiful wearing all your scars. In your glorious hues and landings from all parts of the world.
Let your spirit not be darkened by hate. He or she may be gone, but not forgotten. Their tiny footprint imbedded in the depths of your heart is proof of their existence and sole purpose. Love.
Children come to teach us unconditional love — not only for ourselves — everyone. Love isn’t selfish. Lessons we teach them is tantamount to navigating our future as a civilized world. Comparable to creating code to carry on life in all its awe, beauty, and graciousness regardless of circumstance.
Still, not an easy task swimming upstream in a tsunami of inequality. If anyone can, you can. Your inner strength is proven through the annals of history. Don’t dismiss your power. Nature has blessed you with all the healing essentials you need to carry on. Listen.
