There Can Be No Us Without Them!!!

Last week's guest pen was awesome and set the blog on fire. I would like to thank everyone who takes the time to read my blog and support my appreciation for black men. This past weekend I had a very spirited conversation with my Aunt who is currently living her life as a Lesbian, which I personally don't have a problem with.  I don't care what grown folk do with their private parts in their own space and time. What I do have a problem with is her yelling in front of her son that "she doesn't need a man to do anything for her", but in same breath yelled at her son for not doing the man jobs in the house. He's 21 years old and I give him the benefit of the doubt because he is still learning what it means to be a man basically on his own. The examples that he has in front of him are not ones that he wants to follow and to his credit, he is doing his best not to repeat others mistakes. I say bravo to him for that. 

     My Aunt and I debated back and forth about why it is that women don't need men. For every negative she spat, I spat a positive. For every put down of the black man she spat, I spat a pull up for my brothers. The tie breaker was when I asked her why does she pray to a man if she doesn't need one. Needless to say Auntie is rather pissed with me right now. She'll live. The Black Man is God, the Original, the Prototype. There is none better on this earth. There maybe some that look nice and all but they could never hold a candle to my brothers. For every good there is some bad and that goes for both male and female. We have to understand that the black man has been beaten down in this country for so long that he is in need of a woman; not another mother to help him lift himself up out of the mud.

    In the Bible Eve is referred to as Adam's help meet and she is made from his rib. The rib is the body's protection for the lungs and the heart.  The lungs provide oxygen and expels carbon dioxide from the body. The heart pumps blood the body's life fluids to every part of it. A man's woman can do the same for him. The spark of positive energy that he gets from her at the end of a hard day expels stress and he breathes in inspiration that will allow him to go the distance because he knows that someone is in his corner. A man's woman is his second wind. When a woman loves a man like only she can that is life fluid that gives him the strength to believe that he can do anything. Come on now!!! We need one another, there is no way around it. We are a covering and apparel for one another.  Even the gayest man knows that if he wants a family with his "man's and them" that a woman has to be involved in the process. We are two pieces of a beautifully designed puzzle that without either it will never be complete. So with that being said I'm going to give you a taste of how I feel about black men that I put in poetry form. I wrote it a while ago. Enjoy!

MUSE

He looked into my eyes and that got me excited.

He kissed my lips and a fire was ignited.

That started in my belly and burned thru to my soul.

Engulfed my being and swallowed me whole.

When I’m with him I loose all control.

My desire for him I can’t seem to get a hold.

He’s supremely sublime, his touch divinely venomous, of his clothes I’m intensely envious.

Because they touch him for more hours of the day than I can.

He’s living proof of the existence of Superman.

He’s ethereal, celestial, unintentionally sensual, the epitome of masculinity, an architecturally sculpted crowned jewel.

His stride is eloquently poetic, his voice deliciously majestic, gloriously structured is the wonderment of his visage.

My time in his presence so short yet precious and I drink in each and  every second.

I’m in awe of him I just can’t help it.

When he appears he brings me vivid colors to replace my drab blues.

He’s unequivocally, definitely, unrealistically, intimately, my beautifully inspiring Muse.

Food for thought questions of the week

1. What are some of the factors that would make a women give up on men entirely? 
2. Is there anything that would make a woman reconsider being man less for life? 
3. Would a straight heterosexual man ever consider giving up on women? Is that even realistic? My inquiring mind wants to know.

    Until next week I leave you with the words of Jill Scott's song The Fact Is(I Need You) and a picture of my very delicious co-worker KB. A man with a nice beard just does something for me.  As always have a great week. Church Hugs Gents, Diva Waves Ladies!

I can pay my own light bill baby

Pump my own gas in my own car
I can buy my own shoe collection

I've been blessed thus far
I can kill the spider above my bed
Although it's hard because I'm scared
I can even stain and polyurethane
But some things just don't change
I need you yeah
Sometimes so hard to say oh
I need you
Some things remain
I could buy my own groceries baby
Get my hair tight, my nails right
I can floss my own bling bling
Write the words to the songs I sing
I can even raise the child we'll make
Make sure he's loved and knows what God gave us
I can teach him how to walk and stand
But he needs you to help him be a man
We need you
So hard to say
We need you
Some things don't change.....