I learned lessons that I hated.
I thought thoughts I didn’t want to repent for.
I cried over molehills I turned into mountains.
I was accused of things that weren’t my fault.
I loathe coming to this place of Hell everyday.
Dealing with strangers and their attitudes.
I don’t want to smile in their faces for another day.
I kick myself for accepting this job offer.

I
have
had
enough.

All of this for a job?
For a place that would replace me like ***** underwear?
For a place where I’m merely a number?

No, not a worker.

What loyalty do I owe to them?
I ain’t happy.
It’s been that way for a while.
They know I ain’t happy.
So what if I choose to leave?
I’ll be doing myself a much needed favor.

Let me slap down this edited two weeks notice on my manager’s desk.
And tell her I’ll never come back again.
I’ll happily do an exit interview and finally say my burning words of fury.
What I gotta lose then?
I gotta go and I’m **** happy.
Keep this job and work it yourself to see how I feel.

I’ll be just fine in my new place of employment.
I may not have been the best worker,
But don’t say I wasn’t a good one.
I dealt with more and I’m not even in your position.
Don’t be shocked.
You know good and well this day was coming.

Have fun!

© 2021 Mia J

She walks with her head held high
Because she knows her purpose
She’s a woman put on this Earth to succeed
The class that she has didn’t come from any public school
Her class was learned from the nature she lives by
As well as from the strong women in her life
She struts her stuff for herself
Why shouldn’t she, it’s her isn’t it?
She speaks with clarity and purpose
Everything she touches turns to royalty
She’s well aware of what she wants out of life
This woman knows that people will dislike her
She’s well aware that ain’t her problem but every part of theirs
She’s independent
See, sis knows a man should add value to her life
Not become the reason she has one
Each day, sis lives her absolute best life
She knows that she’s the best within herself
And shines like the golden star she is
8/21/2018
-Mia J

© 2018 Mia J

What is more precious than a diamond from the South of Africa?
This Black Diamond right here from Savannah.
My skin is that of a smooth dark brown and pretty black.
A mixture of beauty as well as grace.
The sun looked upon me and smiled and decided to bake me in her perfect light.
My voice is that of smooth honey and lavender.
It flows with an extensive vocabulary and is soft and pleasing to the ears.
What could be more precious than a Black Diamond?
No, I am not a size 2.
And society will not tell me that I’m not beautiful because of this.
My stomach may be big but it gives me a softer hug.
It adds to my outer beauty and I embrace every part of it.
My thighs are thick and stacked.
These two mamas help me stand upright and walk with a sense of pride.
My legs and my feet may be small but they have taken me through some good and bad times.
But nonetheless, I’m still here because of it.
My mother as well as other women in my family blessed me with shapeliness.
These parts shape my body, not my character.
Tell me, what is more precious than this Black Diamond?
My smile has no price but it has enriched my life as well as others.
Saying my smile brightens up the room would be cliche.
Instead, it has graced rooms with its simple brightness.
What is more precious than this Black Diamond?
I’ve shined in the difficult times.
I’ve been strong in the good.
My brains are a mixture of the women whose shoulders I stand on.
My personality is unique and bubbly.
Laughter is one of my favorite things to do.
I am unique because of my small stature.
Do I come off as conceited because I love myself?
Apologies if I do none if I don’t.
I know who I am as a beautiful, beautiful black woman.
God made me this way and He made no mistake.
A precious Black Diamond I will be in His perfect and divine image.
5/25/2018
-Mia J

© 2018 Mia J

Oh, I wish I had the wings of a butterfly!
I’d fly far, far away
and land on the prettiest flower.
I’d indulge in its peaceful beauty and sweet nectar.
I left my cocoon long ago and the present is all mine to explore.
I grew and grew for many days until my shell was no longer suitable.
Now it’s my time to be who I am.
You see,
I come with many colors.
My bright ones add light to the atmosphere.
My darker ones send coded messages to those who dare to listen.

For I am one with nature but I lack the ability of flight.
Such an ability would help me flutter more in my true self.
The weather was warm with open arms when I left my shell.
Oh I wish I could fly with the other butterflies!
But perhaps it’s better if I’m solo for some time.
I may not be as fast as them and I wouldn’t want to slow them down.

The ladybug and the shining sun will bring me proof.
Should I ever have butterfly wings,
The smiliest and prettiest flower would be my first destination.
4-15-2020
-Mia J

© 2020 Mia J

How could love be a four-letter word but be so complex?
It’s hard to describe because it’s a feeling
you get, no not just for anyone.
They have to be special enough to make your
heartbeat faster.
It has to make your soul cry for that special person.
And the mere thought of that person has to
cause pink butterflies in your butterfly.

Real love, true love is as beautiful as the pink Camellia.
Its light pink hues give off gentleness.
Real love, true love is never forced.
It flows like a river of honey
and blooms in the sun and rain.
The Green is the backbone and the Lover.
The beautiful Pink flowers are the Beloved.
When these two come together, there’s no separating.
Only a real and true love as nature intended.

Real love, true love is like a white Camellia.
It adores the hearts that have combined.
For those two hearts are pure with clear intentions.
There’s no ill-intent.
They waited for nature patiently.
Nature watched as they grew from her roots
and blossomed perfectly for each other.
The energy and vibes are verified by the stars.
When two such flowers become one,
no separation is necessary.
They can only be a real and true love as nature intended.

Real love, true love is as symbolic as the
red Camellia.
Red is the desire, the want that the beating hearts had for so long.
The deep desire that kept their hearts beating.
The red Camellia blooms beautifully as nature
intended it to.
The love that sprouts will be so deep and heartfelt
that it will never end.
It’ll go on for eternity and represent just what
nature wanted it to.

Real love, true love can’t be found so easily.
This love may seem like it’s taking too long
but when it arrives,
bear in mind,
It was never late.

-Mia J
4-15-2020

© 2020 Mia J

Something that needs more attention and convo.
I’ve known about it since a youngin’
But I didn’t understand it then.
Now that I do,  
there’s confliction.
I’m straddling the fence with this.
My husband is supposed to be the man with the  
key to my body.
I’m years from marriage plus  
my mind thinks of the act.
A lot.  
Apparently, this is wrong.  
I thought I was only human.
Don’t they understand *** is everywhere?
Isn’t the thought better than the action?
I made the decision to wait.
Not because of the past teachings.
This is my body, my choice.
I can’t bring myself to give away
my most cherished part
away so easily.
Is the choice easy?
Even in singleness, the thoughts
and temptation is everywhere.
I could find a guy.  
Any guy.
And have fun.
But would it mean more to me than him?
Is the choice fair?
I can’t argue with the Word.
But I have free will.  
The main thing I want to avoid is soul ties.  
Those can’t leave me as quick a bad
fun session.
Will my wait be worth it in the end?
I hope so.  
This may not be easy,
Let alone fair.  
But in my eyes, it’s right.
-Mia J
10-8-2019


© 2019 Mia J

What made Martin Luther a King?
He had the courage of Moses and the power of 10 lions
He took a stand for what was right when many feared to do so
He became the voice the black men and women needed at the time
But loathed by the oppressors
He stood up and taught blacks
Peace and nonviolence
He began the decade long fight for the rights our ancestors waited so long and fought for
But were denied with like a quick snap
He marched for the black vote to matter
He marched for blacks to have an education and to be able to work
He fought for blacks to be treated as human beings and not aliens
He helped us to become equal and not succumb to segregation
The fight wasn't easy
He and others were met with vicious dogs, water hoses, and brutal beatings
But his voice still had the authority and power to cause shifts like a dangerous hurricane
The enemy attempted to silence the King with a bullet to the neck
He may not be here physically but his teachings and works will forever live on
MLK had a dream that one day
Us brothers and sisters would unite
And become one like it was meant to be
He put up a true fight of faith until the end
Martin Luther King Jr is everything we need him to be
One of the most prolific leaders of all time
His dream will always live on
Brothers and Sisters, we are the very reason for his persistence
-Mia J
1/16/2019

© 2019 Mia J