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Why do we have people who just can't accept?
Always quick to put down their brotha or sista, never giving respect.
Why is it that someone like me can't work hard enough to gain acceptance?
I guess that the idea of my acceptance
Was never meant to be.
When it really boils down to it,
We all bleed the same blood.
But, it seems, many fail to realize this fact.
I can't understand why.
Why is it that I can accept you for who you are?
Why can't you accept me?
I am a part of you, always, and you are a part of me.
By CarmelHoney
My Oppression
I feel the disrespect
Coming from the two directions
And neither will give me a chance.
I respect them both
But their respect toward me
Is lacking terribly.
I try to acquaint myself
With those who already belong
Only to be snubbed because I am too light for some
Or I am to dark for others.
I respect both for what they stand for.
Return that favor and respect me
For how well I carry myself
And I'll show you how well I can represent,
If given the chance.
By CarmelHoney
Who I am
Who I am is a woman of potential.
A woman who is strong.
A woman who will tackle a challenge
And may sometimes be wrong.
Who I am is a woman of culture.
A woman who carries herself in a way
That portrays her positiveness and righteousness
No matter what others may say.
Who I am is a woman of strength.
A woman who always remains tough.
A woman who will keep going
Even when others have had enough.
Who I am is your friend.
I'll always be there for a good talk.
I'll be there for whatever you need
Even if others choose to walk.
By CarmelHoney
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