To my Ladies...

keep ya heads up.
dehumanized and oversexualized, we walk through life ready to fight for everyone but ourselves.
we fight for our families, we fight for our men...
we'll tend to our wounds later....

keep ya heads up.
diminshed to nothing but ass, tits and lips
disrespected as regularly as passing gas
going out must now include being grabbed, fondled and hemmed up
"damn that's a fat ass!" a compliment graciously offered by a man who smiles and waits for a thank you

keep ya heads up.
cuz there is definately a drought
married men seeking concubines
brothas seeking second mothers, trophies, "jumpoffs"
or some milk for their coffee cuz sistas just got too much attitude... (plus they refuse to give head!)

keep ya heads up.
cuz although it hurts when he doesn't call
it hurts more when he calls you out your name
or tries to take by force what society has taught him is rightfully his
refusing to see us as human beings

keep ya heads up.
cuz we just ain't worth the work no more
brothas tap out before the first date and still expect a good-bye bang
leavin us feelin empty and worthless

keep ya heads up.
cuz sacrifice without reciprocity is not what's up
nor is looking fly and pretending everything is under control
while your insides ache and deteriorate

keep ya heads up.
cuz we have to get through it
and He did not put us on this Earth to be shitted on.
our wombs birthed these fools
and though the burden is ample and the scars painful
we are the true "evidence of divine presence"
and we deserve the same peace and respect from our "brothas" that we give to them

keep ya heads up.
cuz our power is unparallel (and i'm not referring to the power of the p-u-s-s-y!)
if only we would realize and utilize.