A Black Woman is proud  
She respects herself and others.
She is aware of who she is.  
And knows that everything has its place
Even the smallest flower
She neither seeks definition or expect praise
Nor does she seek attention or the latest craze

A  black woman is hopeful. 
Never in phsycal rage or woeful
She is strong enough to make all her dreams come true.  
She's independent enough to put faith in a few
She knows love, therefore she gives love.
She have felt pain and and knows it makes one strong
She has been young and naive
She knows right from wrong  
She recognizes that her love has great value and must be reciprocated.  
If her love is taken for granted, it soon disappears.

A black woman has a dash of inspiration, a dabble of endurance.  
She knows that she will, at times,
have to inspire others to reach their potential
She accepts responsibility with ease
And is quite capable of articulating her needs

A black woman knows God.  
She knows that with God the world is her playground,
but without God she will just be played. 
And though she's been hurt, abused and betrayed,
in gods hands her troubles are layed

A black woman knows her past,
 understands her present
 And moves toward the future.
She doesn't live in fear
because of her past.
She understands that life's experiences
are merely lessons,
She takes her mistakes turn them in blessings
Which brings her closer to self knowledge, self awareness and unconditional self love.  
she portrays the grace of a snow white dove
  
*©La Vida Love

I kicked, i boxed
I punched and screaned
This whole ordeal feels like a dream
And though I fought in anguish
The flames never seems to be extinguished
I kicked and punched with all my might
And still, it seem like a one sided fight
I gave it my all, though it was not enough She looked into my eyes and called my every bluff
Her words pierced my soul
Her touch metal cold

Me, myself ,I and her
The battle line was visible
The war seems impossible
Yet that tiny voice in the back of my head
Pleading with me not to roll over and drop dead
Kept me alive, and I aim to survive
No matter the cost of this battle
It has to be fought
Whether is may be through storms or drought
I'll defend my fortress without a doubt
Even if its something I dread
I'll defeat those voices in my head

*©La Vida Love

I  stumbled from the ashes of my disdain
Like a Phoenix, I was reborn

I rose to my feet, dusted my knees
Slowly then faster
One foot before the other
Walk, walk, jog, jog, run, run, run
Run without restraint
My heart feels so light
I just might faint
Run to the mountains
Cross the seas, settle in the valley
Finally, I am free
Free to fly
Free to soar
Free to discover so much more
Free to be alive
Free to choose life
Free to refuse the negativity's cries
Free to greet the morning with a smile
Free to relax once in a while
Free to weather any storm
Free to be rebuilt, reformed, reborn

*©La Vida Love

I've never Skipped rocks
Nor made ripples in a pond
Never paid attention to the bees in the garden
Nor the ants marching in unison
Never stopped to smell the roses
Nor stick my toes in the sand
Never gazed at the sunrise
Never awed at the sunset
Nor have I ever been spellbound by the stars perfectly positioned in the heavens
Never went camping or pitched a tent
Never show my anger
But somehow I always vent
Now I look back in my haste
I wish to regain the time I've waste.
*©La Vida Love

Mystery Lady
She smiles and heads turn
Lick her lips, hearts skips
Sways her hips and jaws drop
And when she dance, time stops
She likes her liquor on the rocks

She has a flare for big numbers
Six figures and up, nothing under
She cares about your financial status
But her interest is self serving and bogus

In love with being at the front of the line at the club
So she pop a button on her clevage exposed top
And if you look closely, I bet you'd see the bouncer's eyes 'drop'
She uses her looks for short term gain
Her friends are like her, and are quite few
She has a knack for the money makers
She probably charmed you that way too

Its funny though
She never uses her "assets" for any long term goal
Simply because she doesn't need any or doesn't want to
I think she doesn't have any, truth be told
A person like that has a shallow soul filled with multi dimensional black holds
She climbs boyfriends like a cooperate ladder
One over one, higher and higher
Each one richer than the other
Could be a doctor, lawyer, pastor or even your father
She's way out of your league
So be cautious how you proceed
Her only aim if for her pockets to get bigger
In case you haven't already figured it out
Our mystery lady is a 'gold digger'



          *La Vida Love