It really pisses me off that I have to explain why I want a black man to black people. That is the dumbest shit, but exposes the big issue. We hate ourselves and we don't get enough ways to show it. We just keep on being stupid.
Why the hell wouldn't I want a black man? The more I write this the more pissed off I get. What the hell is wrong with wanting to be loved by a black man? Am I crazy because I refuse to buy into what they white man has said about the black man? Am I wrong to hold out for hope that a black man will recognize the gem that I am, take me in his arms and wrap me up in his life?
No, I think not. I know the Universe plans for me to share my love with a man who has no doubt about who I am because we are the same and we know it. If there is a difference, it ain't the same. There is no one for me if it ain't a black man. And yes, I men mean a black American man. Anyway! Miss me with that bullshit. I think people just jacked up cause I know what I want and have no problem saying exactly what it is.
But I know it goes deeper than that. Folks plantation mentalities creep up when you don't include white people. They take what they want. They can't take what I create from within. We have to stop giving them so much power. I am not disrespecting anyone by stating my preference. That is the whole point of being free. I know I'm free to choose and I choose to have a black man by my side.
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