Yo soy la lumbre que alumbra el camino,
Yo camino los pasos de los que vinieron antes de mí.
Yo cuento sus historias, sus de deseos, y mantengo sus sueños vivos.
Yo represento el sufrimiento, y el dolor.
Estoy hecha de la misma sangre que coreo en sus venas.
La lucha no solo es mía,
Es de mis antepasados.
De mis abuelos.
De mis padres.
Y para aquellos que vendrán después de mí.
I am the flame that illuminates the pathway.
I walk in the footsteps of those that came before me.
I tell their old stories, their desires, and maintain their dreams alive.
I represent the sacrifice, and the pain.
I’m made of the same blood that ran through their veins.
This fight isn’t only my fight.
It’s of my ancestors.
It’s of my grandparents.
It’s of my parents.
… and for those that’ll come after me.
Hello Dear WordPress Followers,
I’d to take this moment to thank you all for reading my work, for being fans of what I write and believe in since I created my blog.
I’d also like to address that I’m working on writing more this year, expanding my words to touch more lives, and to share that I have some new and fun exciting project ideas on the way!
I’ve decided to create a “Professional Instagram” page, were I’d like to expose my poetry, quotes, short stories, advise through my knowledge, and display my soon to come videos or audio recordings!
I hope you all will follow and join me in this exciting journey!
Instagram: Kbeautifulmind__ (those are two _ _ )
Thanks y’all! I’m excited!
Avoiding discomfort won’t teach you anything. Trying to understand the discomfort will help you learn.”
1963 was the year.
The year that a man with a strong desire for change gave a speech that was driven from the injustice he saw around him.
I been thinking about this speech all day today, I watched it on video after a professor shared with the class last week that this is what he did every MLK day.
I studied his words, his face, that tired look upon him screaming through his words… “this has to stop.” Reminded me of how many of us must be feeling now in days with the unintelligent, bigot we have as president.
In your honor Mr. King Jr., I also have a dream. Only this time… it’s 2018… and it’s kind of embarrassing that some people still don’t get the importance of your message. It’s a shame that they don’t get how inhuman their racism and prejudice acts are.
But, I like you have faith and hope. Faith that the good will over power the evil someday, and that soon we will see better days; days filled with unity and equality for all.✊🏼✊🏽✊🏾✊🏿🇺🇸
Confidence doesn’t seek validation, only insecurities do.
How long will this go on for?
What will be the results of these games?
and if this ends, I can’t help but wonder, after you what comes next?
“I’m surprised you don’t have a boyfriend yet?”
Why do dudes say shit like this?
It’s like saying you “NEED” a boyfriend, or there is something wrong with you because you don’t have a boyfriend.
I don’t NEED a boyfriend, as a matter of fact I don’t even WANT a boyfriend.
What can a boyfriend do for me that I can’t do for myself?
What I’d like someday is a partnership
I’d like a teammate…
Someone who has my back, who supports me, appreciates me, respects me, acknowledges me, and is going to be my partner in crime.
Someone who won’t run when life gets hard, who won’t give up on me, who will respect me even if I’m not present, and who will stick besides me hand in hand.
Someone who won’t try to run me, or make me feel uncomfortable in my own skin.
Someone who has his own persona and understands I have mine.
Someone who I can trust and believe in.
Someone who is my escape, where I feel better even when the rest of my world seems like it’s crashing down.
I want a real teammate, a best friend, a real guy who is truly down for me.
I don’t NEED or WANT a boyfriend…
I’m too old for that childish shit.
I’m not looking for someone to run, control, or have on some leash.
I want true monogomy and respect.
I want a partnership.
People who bash on your image are just jealous of your spirit, and since they can’t destroy it, they pick at what you have on the outside.
The beauty of having faith and finding peace is not that all of your life problems are suddenly solved.
It’s that you keep pushing through, no matter how hard times really get.