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My Sistas' Skin December 20, 2004 • By Lisa Bartley-Lacey
My sista's skin is beautiful All soft like Baby's Breath Faint honey tones to pewter-gold Then sweetest sable depths
My sistas' skin been scarred & torn Beneath the burgundy & velvet fields where we were born My sista...cries to me
My sista's skin done lied to her To every eye it's found Except the Truth inside of her That flows out from her-- napp, kinky, silk or wavy CROWN
My sistas' skin ain't covering God's most adored Creation Or Light that mocks the smothering Of dark repudiation
My sista's skin is beautiful From her head & all it Knows To my sistas' ancient Soul & down out from her toes
My sista's skin is beautiful
Just like my sista's Soul
Copyright ©2004 LISA Bartley-Lacey
I have never been so happy with my hair, my skin, my nature my AUTHENTICITY before. I feel like a Queen...a God-CROWNED Queen! I have also never experienced such a wide range of reactions to my hair. My hair for me has become my own personal study on culture, on human nature and on sisterhood. When I embraced this particular way of wearing my hair I must confess that I was not as aware of it’s implications as I am today. Those who have known me for a number of years know that I have gone from color to color, style to style and in and out and back again with my hair. I have always LOVED trying out different hairstyles and just being creative with it. Dreads, however have been an experience that no other "hair-fancy"of mine has ever been for me before. When my time comes, I hope not to die from being silent on important issues such as the one at hand when I should, instead, be making my truths known, even in the midst of those who may experience surprise and hurt, in response.
I hope not to die accepting and smiling about issues which should solicit my rage instead.
I hope not to die believing the lies about my gender and my colour. It has been said that when the student is ready the teacher arrives. Prayerful creative visualization arrived as a tool and a gift from God for my friend and me when we were ready to see life in a different way. My friend gravitated to the idea of using creative visualization because she wanted to change her life as much as I did. She was sick and tired of suffering. She wanted to enjoy her life. Are you sick and tired of being sick and tired yet? When you have had enough of dissatisfaction, unhappiness and living below your potential, you will be ready to use prayerful creative visualization.
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