He said you possessed so much more than the average human, somehow I think God cheated in creating this woman. You have the drive to survive and the will to live, a seldom church goer, but obeyed the rule, forget and forgive. Determined to strive, that was something you did well, you did it for us, and your motivation had others compelled. I say I am strength, I am AFR I Can, powerful words stolen from a fellow classmate, James, Kayan.
My father is a maroon and my mother a mullato; I am a black woman who grew up in the ghetto. The words stung my skin like a slave who had been beaten, you are a product of the inner-city, and you will never amount to anything. That was the stigma attached and their beliefs, but I knew who I was and in ME I believed.
So I say I am strength, I am AFR I Can; I am my mother’s daughter, a hard-working black woman.
I am a student of Mr. Martin Luther King, because I too have a dream that I believe in. A follower of the teachings of Marcus Garvey, I’ve emancipated myself from both mental and physical slavery. A freedom fighter like Nelson Mandela, I fight for the unity of blacks and whites together, not just the people of my island Jamaica or mother Africa.
I am strength, I am AFR I Can; I am my mother’s daughter, a free black woman.
I am the Helen of Troy, the face that launched a thousand ships; beauty and grace I am well equipped. Eyes like Cleopatra, smile like Mona Lisa, I am not the ordinary woman. I am second to no other. I was born in Jamaica, raised by a single mother, grew up with six sibling, four sisters and two brothers. An admirer of former beauty queen, Ms. Lisa Hanna, we possess the
qualities of intellect, strength and charisma.
I say I am strength, I am AFR I Can; I am my mother’s daughter, a beautiful black woman.
I am an advocate for gender equality; one shouldn’t be treated superior because of his masculinity. I am a supporter in educating the uneducated, an activist for the poor and the emaciated. I am the voice of the child who has been abused and is too afraid to speak; I am that love and compassion that abused females seek.
I say I am strength, I am AFR I Can; I am my mother’s daughter an educated black woman.
I am a victim, I’m a survivor; I am not a failure but an achiever. I am a reader, I’m a writer, a knowledge seeker; a philosopher. I am my brother’s soldier, my sister’s keeper, I am a dream chaser, I am a believer.
I say I am strength, I am AFR I Can, powerful words stolen from a fellow classmate, James,
Kayan. I am the heartbeat of a nation; I am my mother’s daughter, a proud black woman.