What is this all about
I have no clue to why I do the things I do
I may get attached only because of the lost affection that never surfaced
Then I ask, Lost affection?
Not even
Because how can it be lost if I never found it or had it
You see I get attached to the linings that is underneath you because I look deep
to find the inner person that shows me just a little attention
Attention, I ask?
The attention only to get shut down because you do not want me around to long
I am attracted to you because you will call me when you want me
Want me only for the moment that may last an hour
Or I may get lucky and get two hours
I dont complain because it is the affection you protray to my lost being
I am lost, only to be recovered one day
When that day come I will know
As for now, I will stick around to what I know until that day I find my being
Written By: Mamas Girl Alexis
Note: I was inspired to write this Poem
You know who you are : )
Thank you
I hope you like!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Meaningless
Am I all to you is meaningless sex to meaningless thoughts
I do want more because of the feeling I receive, so I let you in
I crave for the affection that many can give but only at a temporary note
I have rocked the boat and no longer staying a float
The affection that many of us want but not receive because so many cannot provide
Of not knowing why, I cry on the inside
I want more and I know I deserve, instead I choose you, sex
To relieve the loniness and void I cannot process
I want the kiss and cuddling thoughts, to the morning kiss only for it to end
I may want those things but I am selling myself short
I will not choose you,sex for awhile until I get my thoughts
I want more, which you cannot give
So, I live without you for awhile
No more temporary affection
No more meaningless thoughts, a void that is filled with false hopes
Only to leave me wondering
I am no longer your meaningless sex or meaningless thoughts
P.S take care Sex for awhile
Written By: Mamasgirlalexis :)
I do want more because of the feeling I receive, so I let you in
I crave for the affection that many can give but only at a temporary note
I have rocked the boat and no longer staying a float
The affection that many of us want but not receive because so many cannot provide
Of not knowing why, I cry on the inside
I want more and I know I deserve, instead I choose you, sex
To relieve the loniness and void I cannot process
I want the kiss and cuddling thoughts, to the morning kiss only for it to end
I may want those things but I am selling myself short
I will not choose you,sex for awhile until I get my thoughts
I want more, which you cannot give
So, I live without you for awhile
No more temporary affection
No more meaningless thoughts, a void that is filled with false hopes
Only to leave me wondering
I am no longer your meaningless sex or meaningless thoughts
P.S take care Sex for awhile
Written By: Mamasgirlalexis :)
I want to wish each & everyone a great, safe, loving and new positive life experiences!
The New Year is almost here, what are your plans, who would you be cutting off, who would you start brand new with? New jobs, any new love interests you want to speak of? Who are you or what are , or where are you going for New Years?
I would love to hear from all of you.......Have a Blessed Happy New Year to everyone!!
Myself:
I will be going home to New York, spending time with my Family and Friends!
My sister has not been to Times Square to see the ball drop, so we are going to see that and then taking the A train to Queens where our cousin will be the DJ, and getting our FUN on!
I will have a safe and fun trip and I hope you will all do the same..
Do not drink and drive, get the cab,train, subway, family member or friend that is not drinking to drive!
Have a Beautiful and insightful New Years and stay safe........................
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Wish You All
Hello My Supporters,
I know it is a busy time of the year with all of the festivities going on
Take a moment to be thankful for all you have
Love your family, friends and self
God Bless you all and have a Great, Safe and Wonderful Holiday: ) !
Enjoy....
I know it is a busy time of the year with all of the festivities going on
Take a moment to be thankful for all you have
Love your family, friends and self
God Bless you all and have a Great, Safe and Wonderful Holiday: ) !
Enjoy....
Quote of the Day:
A good poem is a contribution to reality. The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it. A good poem helps to change the shape and significance of the universe, helps to extend everyone's knowledge of himself and the world around him.
- Dylan Thomas
- Dylan Thomas
Monday, December 21, 2009
Great expectations only to be disappointed
Known you for years, from when you was a little man and I was that little woman
As you grown, and I 've grown we stayed friends to a crush we had on one another
We spoke and spent time and had many late night talks to a snore that would catch us in the night
Then one day I woke up to a new day where we no longer talked, the snore out of site, had our different lives outside of our life circle of years knowing each other
Years went on until you found me on the wonderful world of Myspace
I was the kid once again that you was aware of
We once again left off from where we started, late night talks, hearing the snores to moment waking texts
It seemed the same but the knots in my tummy told me different
When you told me you had a girlfriend you been with for 2 years ( on and off)
How was I to bare with my childhood moments that had me wondering would it be you
After my heartbreak- you came to rescue me- but the ball of knots told me differently
Why Me, I say to myself- Another Heart break from a friend
NO, I say to myself, Not Another Heart Break......
We continued to stay friends with our hearts tied at the ends
only to have feelings regained again and again
Then that day you said you wanted me and had always had feelings for me
There I was hoping and wishing for more, which you lead me into depths of your soul
But to only hear the words that 'Your heart belongs to her'
Wow- unfound feelings that cannot be explained
Why me- not him- my friend will not hurt me
I felt plain and out of site, only to be used because you are confused
I guess you had me fooled,blinded with the thoughts of you from being my chidhood friend
Yes, I hurt, feels like torture
Only for you to try again knowing my feelings were in
I wanted that relationship to end, to the core of my being was almost bending
Because of loving you, was willing to settle of being the other woman
To only hear the words again,
The childhood relationship had to End
Because I chose Me!
As you grown, and I 've grown we stayed friends to a crush we had on one another
We spoke and spent time and had many late night talks to a snore that would catch us in the night
Then one day I woke up to a new day where we no longer talked, the snore out of site, had our different lives outside of our life circle of years knowing each other
Years went on until you found me on the wonderful world of Myspace
I was the kid once again that you was aware of
We once again left off from where we started, late night talks, hearing the snores to moment waking texts
It seemed the same but the knots in my tummy told me different
When you told me you had a girlfriend you been with for 2 years ( on and off)
How was I to bare with my childhood moments that had me wondering would it be you
After my heartbreak- you came to rescue me- but the ball of knots told me differently
Why Me, I say to myself- Another Heart break from a friend
NO, I say to myself, Not Another Heart Break......
We continued to stay friends with our hearts tied at the ends
only to have feelings regained again and again
Then that day you said you wanted me and had always had feelings for me
There I was hoping and wishing for more, which you lead me into depths of your soul
But to only hear the words that 'Your heart belongs to her'
Wow- unfound feelings that cannot be explained
Why me- not him- my friend will not hurt me
I felt plain and out of site, only to be used because you are confused
I guess you had me fooled,blinded with the thoughts of you from being my chidhood friend
Yes, I hurt, feels like torture
Only for you to try again knowing my feelings were in
I wanted that relationship to end, to the core of my being was almost bending
Because of loving you, was willing to settle of being the other woman
To only hear the words again,
The childhood relationship had to End
Because I chose Me!
Baby Sister
Baby sister don't rush into something that will set your heart a fire only to vanish (out of sight)
You said he is too nice, only for me to see the nice of him being
Only to have you a fright
Your right, light that light of lights
Let him know your right
Him wanting to rush, only to be getting involved so quickly knowing your not ready
You tell the truth and he tends to say your rude, what a fool, only to get mad at you
What did you do!
Nothing
but keep it real on how you feel
Too nice your right, only for him to get mad and have tight lips ( like their glued)
What an unruley fool, as usually he would text/call and ask how is your day, only to lead up to many conversations, only to be shortened to short answers like (fine,good,really)
Only to hear the truth from you saying, no need to rush in
Only knowing of what he does
Just meeting back from the past of school, the years has passed
And he wants you but your not a fool to loose your self in the arrogance of him moving you
into something that does not feel right at the moment
If you want me, we can take our time , no need to rush in
For him to understand you
What does he expect for you to do
Your not being rude only to be telling the truth of not being the fool
You said he is too nice, only for me to see the nice of him being
Only to have you a fright
Your right, light that light of lights
Let him know your right
Him wanting to rush, only to be getting involved so quickly knowing your not ready
You tell the truth and he tends to say your rude, what a fool, only to get mad at you
What did you do!
Nothing
but keep it real on how you feel
Too nice your right, only for him to get mad and have tight lips ( like their glued)
What an unruley fool, as usually he would text/call and ask how is your day, only to lead up to many conversations, only to be shortened to short answers like (fine,good,really)
Only to hear the truth from you saying, no need to rush in
Only knowing of what he does
Just meeting back from the past of school, the years has passed
And he wants you but your not a fool to loose your self in the arrogance of him moving you
into something that does not feel right at the moment
If you want me, we can take our time , no need to rush in
For him to understand you
What does he expect for you to do
Your not being rude only to be telling the truth of not being the fool
Friday, December 18, 2009
The Great Sin Of Prejudice Against Color
Children,
who made your skin white?
Was it not God?
Who made mine black?
Was it not the same God?
Am I to blame, therefore,
because my skin is black?
Does it not cast a reproach
on our Maker
to despise a part of His children,
because He has been pleased
to give them a black skin?
Indeed, children, it does;
and your teachers ought to tell you so,
and root up, if possible,
the great sin of prejudice
against color from your minds.
While Sabbath School Teachers
know of this great sin,
and not only do not teach
their pupils that it is a sin,
but too often indulge in it themselves,
can they expect God
to bless them or the children?
Does not God love colored children
as well as white children?
And did not the same Savior
die to save the one as well as the other?
If so,
white children must know
that if they go to Heaven,
they must go there
without their prejudice against color,
for in Heaven
black and white
are one in the love of Jesus.
Now children,
remember what Sojourner Truth has told you,
and thus get rid of your prejudice,
and learn to love colored children
that you may be
all the children of your Father
who is in Heaven.
Written by: Sojourner Truth
I had to add this poem, this is a great poem. Enjoy! : )
who made your skin white?
Was it not God?
Who made mine black?
Was it not the same God?
Am I to blame, therefore,
because my skin is black?
Does it not cast a reproach
on our Maker
to despise a part of His children,
because He has been pleased
to give them a black skin?
Indeed, children, it does;
and your teachers ought to tell you so,
and root up, if possible,
the great sin of prejudice
against color from your minds.
While Sabbath School Teachers
know of this great sin,
and not only do not teach
their pupils that it is a sin,
but too often indulge in it themselves,
can they expect God
to bless them or the children?
Does not God love colored children
as well as white children?
And did not the same Savior
die to save the one as well as the other?
If so,
white children must know
that if they go to Heaven,
they must go there
without their prejudice against color,
for in Heaven
black and white
are one in the love of Jesus.
Now children,
remember what Sojourner Truth has told you,
and thus get rid of your prejudice,
and learn to love colored children
that you may be
all the children of your Father
who is in Heaven.
Written by: Sojourner Truth
I had to add this poem, this is a great poem. Enjoy! : )
Ain’t I A Woman?
That man over there say
a woman needs to be helped into carriages
and lifted over ditches
and to have the best place everywhere.
Nobody ever helped me into carriages
or over mud puddles
or gives me a best place.
And ain’t I a woman?
Look at me
Look at my arm!
I have plowed and planted
and gathered into barns
and no man could head me. . .
And ain’t I a woman?
I could work as much
and eat as much as a man–
when I could get to it–
and bear the lash as well
and ain’t I a woman?
I have born 13 children
and seen most all sold into slavery
and when I cried out a mother’s grief
none but Jesus heard me. . .
and ain’t I a woman?
that little man in black there say
a woman can’t have as much rights as a man
cause Christ wasn’t a woman
Where did your Christ come from?
From God and a woman!
Man had nothing to do with him!
If the first woman God ever made
was strong enough to turn the world
upside down, all alone
together women ought to be able to turn it
rightside up again.
Written By: Sojourner Truth
Note: I located the full poem and wanted to re-post so you can enjoy the full length poem.
Located poem on this site:
http://rickshawdiaries.wordpress.com/2008/04/21/poetry-monday-sojourner-truth/
a woman needs to be helped into carriages
and lifted over ditches
and to have the best place everywhere.
Nobody ever helped me into carriages
or over mud puddles
or gives me a best place.
And ain’t I a woman?
Look at me
Look at my arm!
I have plowed and planted
and gathered into barns
and no man could head me. . .
And ain’t I a woman?
I could work as much
and eat as much as a man–
when I could get to it–
and bear the lash as well
and ain’t I a woman?
I have born 13 children
and seen most all sold into slavery
and when I cried out a mother’s grief
none but Jesus heard me. . .
and ain’t I a woman?
that little man in black there say
a woman can’t have as much rights as a man
cause Christ wasn’t a woman
Where did your Christ come from?
From God and a woman!
Man had nothing to do with him!
If the first woman God ever made
was strong enough to turn the world
upside down, all alone
together women ought to be able to turn it
rightside up again.
Written By: Sojourner Truth
Note: I located the full poem and wanted to re-post so you can enjoy the full length poem.
Located poem on this site:
http://rickshawdiaries.wordpress.com/2008/04/21/poetry-monday-sojourner-truth/
Thursday, December 17, 2009
You Said
You said I walked away
But I did not walk away
As far as I went was outside of your door
You said you opened the door to go after me
But you did not
because I did not go beyond the steps next to your door
You said you called out to me but I was long gone
You did not
because I was at your door hoping that you would come after me
You said you called my phone
but you did not
I heard you talking and laughing with someone else
I was hoping you would have done all of what you said you did but
Instead I was there crying and wishing
But, I have long gone with my prints of past left on your damn door...................
But I did not walk away
As far as I went was outside of your door
You said you opened the door to go after me
But you did not
because I did not go beyond the steps next to your door
You said you called out to me but I was long gone
You did not
because I was at your door hoping that you would come after me
You said you called my phone
but you did not
I heard you talking and laughing with someone else
I was hoping you would have done all of what you said you did but
Instead I was there crying and wishing
But, I have long gone with my prints of past left on your damn door...................
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
I recently posted a Poem: Ain't I a Woman
Written By: Sojourner Truth ( Isabella Baumfree)
I want to tell you little bit about Isabella Baumfree, for knownledge purposes.
Sojourner Truth was an African American abolitionist and also a woman's rights activist.
She was born into slavery while living in Swartekill, New York and she was one of thirteen children born to her father James Baumfree and mother Elizabeth Baumfree. Her parents were slaves of Colonel Hardenbergh.
Abolitionist: was a movement to end slave trade.
Woman's Rights Activist: Was to get freedom for woman/girls the right to vote, fair pay, and education etc.
In year 1806 Truth was only 9 years old, only to be sold in an auction with a flock of sheep for $100.00 to a John Neely. Truth spoke of the harsh beatings and rape by the hands of John Neely until she was sold again in 1808 for $105.00 to a man by the name Martinus Schryver. Only to be sold again 18 months later.
Truth did finally have her freedom, when she walked away with her infant daughter at that time in the year of 1826. Sojourner had five children, which one of her children passed shortly after birth. Sojourner had to leave her other children behind because her children had to be bound as servants until their twenties.
" I did not run off, for I thought that wicked, but I walked off, believing that to be all right"
One of her sons was illegally sold by her previous owner, Truth did go through the courts to get her son back and won. Truth was the first black woman to go to court against a white man and win the case.
Truth changed her name to Sojourner Truth back in 1843 and stated to her friends "The Spirit calls me, and I must go." That is when her journey of preaching about abolition begun for her.
I could go on and on about Truth because she was an amazing woman. I would like for you to search on your own time and read about Sojourner Truth life, journey and many accomplishments.
Just a sneak peek more about Sojourner:
:Truth is inducted into the National Women's Hall of Fame
:Sojourner Truth was listed as one of 100 Greatest African Americans
I will provide the links where I researched and read about Sojourner Truth:
http://www.pbs.org/moyers/journal/12112009/profile.html
I heard her Aint I a Woman speech performed by Kerry Washington on Bill Moyers Journal. Howard Zinn was his guest. Also check out the renowned historian Howard Zinn.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sojourner_Truth#cite_note-WiH-2
This link is great....
I hope you find this very informational.
Remember Knownledge is Key... Enjoy :)
Written By: Sojourner Truth ( Isabella Baumfree)
I want to tell you little bit about Isabella Baumfree, for knownledge purposes.
Sojourner Truth was an African American abolitionist and also a woman's rights activist.
She was born into slavery while living in Swartekill, New York and she was one of thirteen children born to her father James Baumfree and mother Elizabeth Baumfree. Her parents were slaves of Colonel Hardenbergh.
Abolitionist: was a movement to end slave trade.
Woman's Rights Activist: Was to get freedom for woman/girls the right to vote, fair pay, and education etc.
In year 1806 Truth was only 9 years old, only to be sold in an auction with a flock of sheep for $100.00 to a John Neely. Truth spoke of the harsh beatings and rape by the hands of John Neely until she was sold again in 1808 for $105.00 to a man by the name Martinus Schryver. Only to be sold again 18 months later.
Truth did finally have her freedom, when she walked away with her infant daughter at that time in the year of 1826. Sojourner had five children, which one of her children passed shortly after birth. Sojourner had to leave her other children behind because her children had to be bound as servants until their twenties.
" I did not run off, for I thought that wicked, but I walked off, believing that to be all right"
One of her sons was illegally sold by her previous owner, Truth did go through the courts to get her son back and won. Truth was the first black woman to go to court against a white man and win the case.
Truth changed her name to Sojourner Truth back in 1843 and stated to her friends "The Spirit calls me, and I must go." That is when her journey of preaching about abolition begun for her.
I could go on and on about Truth because she was an amazing woman. I would like for you to search on your own time and read about Sojourner Truth life, journey and many accomplishments.
Just a sneak peek more about Sojourner:
:Truth is inducted into the National Women's Hall of Fame
:Sojourner Truth was listed as one of 100 Greatest African Americans
I will provide the links where I researched and read about Sojourner Truth:
http://www.pbs.org/moyers/journal/12112009/profile.html
I heard her Aint I a Woman speech performed by Kerry Washington on Bill Moyers Journal. Howard Zinn was his guest. Also check out the renowned historian Howard Zinn.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sojourner_Truth#cite_note-WiH-2
This link is great....
I hope you find this very informational.
Remember Knownledge is Key... Enjoy :)
Desperately Seeking
Desperately seeking a man
Desperately Not
Desperately Is Not
Come on, I know it is hard out here to find or meet a man to the likes of woman
Desperately seeking a man
Desperately Not
Great Desperation to the hard core of being
Single can be nervingly(frustarted) unwelcoming(unwanted) at times
HaHa- Don't be Desperately seeking
Let him find and meet your being
P.S Desperately seeking
Desperately you
Desperately seeking me
Desperately Not............................................................
Desperately Not
Desperately Is Not
Come on, I know it is hard out here to find or meet a man to the likes of woman
Desperately seeking a man
Desperately Not
Great Desperation to the hard core of being
Single can be nervingly(frustarted) unwelcoming(unwanted) at times
HaHa- Don't be Desperately seeking
Let him find and meet your being
P.S Desperately seeking
Desperately you
Desperately seeking me
Desperately Not............................................................
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Untitled
From everything I wrote and written, is the main product in the titles of you.
Titles can mean many titles.
Which can mean beginning of the present time, to the middle of something now or the end of the destination of me and you.
My title is the beginning of now, and the middle of our present relationship that has grown.
From chit chat, date, like and from our very first kiss.
Who knew it would be me walking down on the laid out silk fabric that spreads at 24 feet.
Love to mention my favorite flowers(carnations) that are colors of yellow, white and pink.
While I am walking arm to arm with both of my handsome brothers, to meet my beginning/middle of many great things to come, soon to be my title forever man.
The footage of silk seemed forever
I could not wait to meet up with his eyes
As me and my brothers walked
I breathe a sign of relief, because of my butterflies finally calmed down just a bit
I get closer to you and you smile the biggest smile, like when we first met
I start to cry because of joy and happiness of my family, friends and my man of beginning/middle of time is waiting to gain me in his life of Heart!
Our Love is my Title I have written in my heart for Life!
I now pronounce you Husband and Wife.........................
Written By: Mamas Girl Alexis
Titles can mean many titles.
Which can mean beginning of the present time, to the middle of something now or the end of the destination of me and you.
My title is the beginning of now, and the middle of our present relationship that has grown.
From chit chat, date, like and from our very first kiss.
Who knew it would be me walking down on the laid out silk fabric that spreads at 24 feet.
Love to mention my favorite flowers(carnations) that are colors of yellow, white and pink.
While I am walking arm to arm with both of my handsome brothers, to meet my beginning/middle of many great things to come, soon to be my title forever man.
The footage of silk seemed forever
I could not wait to meet up with his eyes
As me and my brothers walked
I breathe a sign of relief, because of my butterflies finally calmed down just a bit
I get closer to you and you smile the biggest smile, like when we first met
I start to cry because of joy and happiness of my family, friends and my man of beginning/middle of time is waiting to gain me in his life of Heart!
Our Love is my Title I have written in my heart for Life!
I now pronounce you Husband and Wife.........................
Written By: Mamas Girl Alexis
Monday, December 14, 2009
One with the Rain
It's a warm rain, feels like fingertips upon my face
The vibrations of intimate love making, the water drips down my back, this is an amazing feeling
As I trace my hands around my waist, to the glide up past my breasts, I start dancing with the rain that
is covering my body
The rain misses no part of me
As I dance and wind with the music of the rain, the rain drums the beat of my heart
I am carving the way I walk, the way I look, the way I feel, the rain clings to my every move
The rain misses no beat
The rain is all over me
The rain is claming down now, with the trickets of a light drizzle, as the rain calms
I slow down to mask the rhythm of the rain.
As the rain stops, I stop to notice the beautiful skies and the pleasant joys I see reaching thru the widen clouds.
I am fine now, I have been one with the rain that embraced me, never missed one beat, covered all over me.
This is the true joy of love making.............................
Written by: Mamas Girl Alexis
The vibrations of intimate love making, the water drips down my back, this is an amazing feeling
As I trace my hands around my waist, to the glide up past my breasts, I start dancing with the rain that
is covering my body
The rain misses no part of me
As I dance and wind with the music of the rain, the rain drums the beat of my heart
I am carving the way I walk, the way I look, the way I feel, the rain clings to my every move
The rain misses no beat
The rain is all over me
The rain is claming down now, with the trickets of a light drizzle, as the rain calms
I slow down to mask the rhythm of the rain.
As the rain stops, I stop to notice the beautiful skies and the pleasant joys I see reaching thru the widen clouds.
I am fine now, I have been one with the rain that embraced me, never missed one beat, covered all over me.
This is the true joy of love making.............................
Written by: Mamas Girl Alexis
What Is Going On
What is going on with my being?
Am I seeing what I see, is it my imagination
The reflection of me standing here with you
Am I just wanting to see you here with me, not knowing of how much I'm missing you
Can it be that I'm seeing you or is it me looking in the morror at myself wishing it was you
Seeing you through me, how could this be
What is going on with this picture that I am seeing
I don't know if I should cry of not knowing what is going on with my being here and seeing you
Would it be you
Hold, stand still, I need to know if it is you
Can I, Can I, Can I touch you
What is going on with my being
No, it is not you in the physical but it is you in Me
I just see you through me, that is how much I am missing you..........
Written By: Mamas Girl Alexis
Am I seeing what I see, is it my imagination
The reflection of me standing here with you
Am I just wanting to see you here with me, not knowing of how much I'm missing you
Can it be that I'm seeing you or is it me looking in the morror at myself wishing it was you
Seeing you through me, how could this be
What is going on with this picture that I am seeing
I don't know if I should cry of not knowing what is going on with my being here and seeing you
Would it be you
Hold, stand still, I need to know if it is you
Can I, Can I, Can I touch you
What is going on with my being
No, it is not you in the physical but it is you in Me
I just see you through me, that is how much I am missing you..........
Written By: Mamas Girl Alexis
Sojourner Truth (Isabella Baumfree)
Ain't I a Woman
"That man over there says that women need to be helped into carriages, and lifted over ditches, and to have the best place everywhere. Nobody ever helps me into carriages, or over mud puddles, or gives me any best place, and ain't I a woman? ... I have plowed, and planted, and gathered into barns, and no man could head me -- and ain't I a woman? I could work as much and eat as much as a man (when I could get it), and bear the lash as well -- and ain't I a woman? I have borne thirteen children and seen most all sold off to slavery and when I cried out with my mother's grief, none but Jesus heard me -- and ain't I woman?"
Written By: Sojourner Truth (Isabella Baumfree)
"That man over there says that women need to be helped into carriages, and lifted over ditches, and to have the best place everywhere. Nobody ever helps me into carriages, or over mud puddles, or gives me any best place, and ain't I a woman? ... I have plowed, and planted, and gathered into barns, and no man could head me -- and ain't I a woman? I could work as much and eat as much as a man (when I could get it), and bear the lash as well -- and ain't I a woman? I have borne thirteen children and seen most all sold off to slavery and when I cried out with my mother's grief, none but Jesus heard me -- and ain't I woman?"
Written By: Sojourner Truth (Isabella Baumfree)
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