affirm.

hey black girl.

you are fly.

you are free.

free to be whatever the hell you want to be.

there are no limits to what you can do.

when the sun arises,

rejoicing in your beauty,

the birds sing your praises

and the wind dances to the rhythm of your hips as they switch.

you are lit.

literally.

igniting truth, love, and light all over the world.

casting your hair in the same direction

where you send your worries…

to the heavens.

you are envied as you stand gracefully

on your ancestors shoulders.

this world relentlessly tries to push you down,

but your poise won’t allow it.

you are the blueprint of all of life’s finest things.

and in an effort to be you,

the world must first have you believe

that you aren’t all that you are.

oh,

but you know better.

your endurance is as thick as your legs

and your lack of f*cks to give,

just as tall as your frame.

keep at it, girl.

nothing can stop you.

and even when they find one more reason to try.

you’ll find two more to remind them of why you are:

the manifestation of god’s divine intention

and the child of destiny, herself.

you, my dear, are every beautiful thing combined into one.

and your glory to be revered all of our days.

-standing in your truth