If Sojourner Truth spoke today, she’d be looking straight into the lens of every camera, every filtered face, every corporate “diversity” campaign, and she’d say, You still don’t hear me, do you?
I fought for my womanhood when the word “woman” didn’t fit my kind. I carried men on my back, birthed children into bondage, and still they asked if I was one of them. I said it then, and I’ll say it again, womanhood ain’t your skin tone, it’s your strength. It’s the weight you lift when the world pretends you ain’t standing.
I see you now, marching, posting, hashtagging… but baby, freedom don’t live in a slogan. Freedom lives in what you refuse to let break you. You say “protect Black women,” but do you believe that when she’s not polished or popular?When she’s loud, angry, grieving, real? I wonder sometimes if my daughters know their worth, or if they’re still begging for permission to be whole.
Ain’t I a woman, still?
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