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noiromance asked:

i'm not sure if you will reply to the post about black people saying nigga or not ( pocincorporated is my side blog ) so i'm gonna tell you hear aswell. you are perpetuating the idea that black people need a white persons approval to be valid as a human being, and that fucking disgusts me.

That’s not what I’m saying but you are free to unfollow me if you are so disgusted. 

Peace


Fuck my dirty asshole

 
MMMM, that’s right baby, eat my pussy.  Ohhh, lick it. Work my clit, yeah, suck all that juice. Oh shit, what are you doing?  I see, you want to lick my ass?  Yeah sweetie, don’t be afraid, no need to be shy if that’s what you like.  I LOVE a hot tongue in my ass.  Let me turn over for you so you can really get in there good.  Spread my full, round asscheeks and really get your nose in there.  Yeah, smell it.  You like the way that smells?  You like my musky, hot asshole?  I know you do, look how fucking hard your dick is, look how much precum you are leaking.  Yes, you nasty fuck; you get off on smelling my sweaty asshole, don’t you? Take a good whiff; I haven’t had a shower since early this morning.  I went for a run after work so it should be nice and ripe for you.  Are you going to get it all nice and clean for me?  Go ahead, stick your tongue in there, get it and wet.  Yeah, tongue fuck my butthole.  Rim me.  Ram it in deep.  Does that taste good?  You like it?  Suck all my hot, nasty assjuice from my tight, dirty ass.  Ohhh, deeper, that’s it.  It feels so good when you lick it like that, spread my ass and really get in there.  Suck it hard.  Spit in it.  Spit in my dirty fucking hole.  Work it up there with your tongue.  Eat my fucking dirty ass you son of a bitch, lick it, taste all my nasty ass flavors.  Damn, that feels so fucking sexy.  Ram your fucking tongue in there so far you can taste what I had for lunch.  Yeah, that’s it, get nasty, tell me how much you love digging in my hot, brown hole.  What sort of fucking pervert gets off on eating a woman’s nasty, hot, dirty, sweaty, filthy shithole?  

Mmmmm, kiss me, let me taste my ass.  Let me suck that hot tongue of yours.  Ohhh, that tastes so good.  I bet you want to finger my ass too, don’t you?  Work your fingers up in my tight asshole.  Goddamn, that feels fucking incredible.  Finger me hard; ram your fingers in there.  Deeper.  Harder motherfucker, really get my hole loose.  Make it gape open.  Pull ‘em out and let me see you suck them.  That’s’ right, suck your fingers straight from my backdoor.  It feels so good.  I want your hard dick in my ass.  I want you to fuck the shit out of me.  I want you to pound my hot asshole and make me scream.  Are you going to make me beg?  You want me to show you how much I love your big dick deep in my ass?  You want me to tell you how much I love big, long, hard, thick dicks fucking deep in my ass?  I can’t get enough.  I love to be rammed in my shitpipe, my asshole.  Damn you, finger my asshole harder.  What’s the matter, you think I can’t take it?  I’ve got news for you.  I can take it harder and deeper in my asshole than you can dish it out.  I can ride your fucking dick with my tight wet asshole until you are begging me to stop because I’ve drained every drop of hot cum from your big hairy nuts and still can’t get enough.  My tight fucking asshole was made to be screwed hard and fucking deep.  

What are you waiting for, a fucking invitation?  Okay, well, take the head of your hard dick, line it up at my tight pucker, push the head in and feel me grip it with my muscles and work every hard inch deep in my bowels.  Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my ass.  Ram my butthole.  Oh shit, it feels so fucking good, so nasty.  I love it.  HARDER damn you.  Pound my ass until you shoot all your hot cum deep in me.  I’m going to cum with your fucking dick in my ass.  I love getting pounded in my asshole and I need you to ram it so good it hurts.  Put you cum in me so deep I shit it out tomorrow.  You like that, don’t you?  You love me begging to get fucked deep in my ass.  Fuck, I’m going to cum.  Oh shit, I’m going to cum.  Fuck me.  Fuck my ass.  Mmmmm.  

Copyright 2008 AfroerotiK

 
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Fuck my dirty asshole

 

MMMM, that’s right baby, eat my pussy.  Ohhh, lick it. Work my clit, yeah, suck all that juice. Oh shit, what are you doing?  I see, you want to lick my ass?  Yeah sweetie, don’t be afraid, no need to be shy if that’s what you like.  I LOVE a hot tongue in my ass.  Let me turn over for you so you can really get in there good.  Spread my full, round asscheeks and really get your nose in there.  Yeah, smell it.  You like the way that smells?  You like my musky, hot asshole?  I know you do, look how fucking hard your dick is, look how much precum you are leaking.  Yes, you nasty fuck; you get off on smelling my sweaty asshole, don’t you? Take a good whiff; I haven’t had a shower since early this morning.  I went for a run after work so it should be nice and ripe for you.  Are you going to get it all nice and clean for me?  Go ahead, stick your tongue in there, get it and wet.  Yeah, tongue fuck my butthole.  Rim me.  Ram it in deep.  Does that taste good?  You like it?  Suck all my hot, nasty assjuice from my tight, dirty ass.  Ohhh, deeper, that’s it.  It feels so good when you lick it like that, spread my ass and really get in there.  Suck it hard.  Spit in it.  Spit in my dirty fucking hole.  Work it up there with your tongue.  Eat my fucking dirty ass you son of a bitch, lick it, taste all my nasty ass flavors.  Damn, that feels so fucking sexy.  Ram your fucking tongue in there so far you can taste what I had for lunch.  Yeah, that’s it, get nasty, tell me how much you love digging in my hot, brown hole.  What sort of fucking pervert gets off on eating a woman’s nasty, hot, dirty, sweaty, filthy shithole? 

Mmmmm, kiss me, let me taste my ass.  Let me suck that hot tongue of yours.  Ohhh, that tastes so good.  I bet you want to finger my ass too, don’t you?  Work your fingers up in my tight asshole.  Goddamn, that feels fucking incredible.  Finger me hard; ram your fingers in there.  Deeper.  Harder motherfucker, really get my hole loose.  Make it gape open.  Pull ‘em out and let me see you suck them.  That’s’ right, suck your fingers straight from my backdoor.  It feels so good.  I want your hard dick in my ass.  I want you to fuck the shit out of me.  I want you to pound my hot asshole and make me scream.  Are you going to make me beg?  You want me to show you how much I love your big dick deep in my ass?  You want me to tell you how much I love big, long, hard, thick dicks fucking deep in my ass?  I can’t get enough.  I love to be rammed in my shitpipe, my asshole.  Damn you, finger my asshole harder.  What’s the matter, you think I can’t take it?  I’ve got news for you.  I can take it harder and deeper in my asshole than you can dish it out.  I can ride your fucking dick with my tight wet asshole until you are begging me to stop because I’ve drained every drop of hot cum from your big hairy nuts and still can’t get enough.  My tight fucking asshole was made to be screwed hard and fucking deep. 

What are you waiting for, a fucking invitation?  Okay, well, take the head of your hard dick, line it up at my tight pucker, push the head in and feel me grip it with my muscles and work every hard inch deep in my bowels.  Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my ass.  Ram my butthole.  Oh shit, it feels so fucking good, so nasty.  I love it.  HARDER damn you.  Pound my ass until you shoot all your hot cum deep in me.  I’m going to cum with your fucking dick in my ass.  I love getting pounded in my asshole and I need you to ram it so good it hurts.  Put you cum in me so deep I shit it out tomorrow.  You like that, don’t you?  You love me begging to get fucked deep in my ass.  Fuck, I’m going to cum.  Oh shit, I’m going to cum.  Fuck me.  Fuck my ass.  Mmmmm. 

Copyright 2008 AfroerotiK

 


Butt Fucking

My boyfriend and I both LOVE anal sex.  And when I say we love it, I know that I can’t get enough of it and he’s an anal enthusiast to say the least.  I’m not submissive, I just adore a big, juicy, hard dick in my asshole.  If I had my way, I could take a dick in my ass every day, twice a day if I had the chance.  Gregory, on the other hand, likes to keep a little variety in our sex lives so he has me on anal restriction.  I can only get butt fucked twice a week so I have to ration it out until I’m desperate for it and I can’t take it anymore.  

Gregory can always tell when I when it’s “my time” because I start getting a little more frisky.  While we’re fixing dinner, I’ll be sure to rub my ass against him a little more than is necessary.  I find lots of opportunities to bend over so he can see the ass that still makes his head turn, even after two years of being together.  It usually backfires on me because by the time he starts grabbing my ass and rubbing his hard dick against me, I’m ready to let dinner burn, bend over the counter, and beg him to slam his dick in my horny backdoor.  

If I make it through dinner, and maybe even a little TV or music afterwards, I’m pretty anxious to get to the main event.  While I’m cleaning up in the bathroom and showering, that’s Gregory’s time to get out lube, toys, videos, and whatever else we might need.  By the time I’m back in the bedroom, Gregory’s desire for anal play has taken over and he’s usually as hard as a rock.  That’s excellent for me because I don’t need much foreplay when it comes to getting my ass reamed.  

I get to decide what position I want it in.  My favorite, not surprisingly, is on my knees.  It feels animalistic and primal to have that thick meat sliding in and out of my ass from behind like that.  Don’t get me wrong, I’ve ridden Gregory’s dick with my asshole until he was sore, and I get off on seeing his face when I’m on my back, holding my legs up, while he’s pumping hot cum in my ass from above.  But any true anal lover will tell you, there’s nothing better than getting that dick in you doggy style, face down, with him grabbing my hips and ramming it home, until I’m screaming and cumming and passing out from pleasure.  

When I climb on the bed, I get into position and reach back with both hands so I can spread my asscheeks and he applies the lube.  Most times, he’ll start out by licking my ass first, sticking his tongue in it and getting it nice and wet.  I swear, with his saliva, my pussy juices, and my unashamed NEED for him in my ass, I don’t need any lube whatsoever but he always insists.  By the time he’s finished working the lube in my ass with his thick, strong fingers, I’m so horny to get my ass fucked I can’t take it anymore and I’m usually screaming, “Stop teasing me, fuck me in my asshole, ram your big hard dick in my ass now, damn you.”  

You know that feeling, when the head of that dick slides in your asshole, that feeling of out-of-this-world pleasure?  Well, it’s that feeling that drives me crazy. Say what you want but I can take a dick in my ass better than any man can.  I like it deep, hard, and long and I always end up begging for more.  And Gregory knows how to deliver.  He’ll take his time at first, working every inch of that dick inside me, pushing past my anus until he’s deep in my colon.  GOD, I love that feeling and I could stay like that all night.  I can’t keep still long enough for that so I end up fucking him back, letting him know that I can take more.  

By the time he and I have gotten into a nice rhythm, he’s pulling out all the way to the head, and slamming his dick balls deep back in my ass.  That’s when I’m in my zone and I can’t get enough and I cream all over.  He tells me my shithole belongs to him and I have to bury my face in the pillow to keep from screaming.  It’s only when he slams it back in, and he’s pounding me, fucking me, thrusting every inch of his massive dick in my asshole, only when he’s pumping my ass full of that hot cum that I’m satisfied.  I cum all over his belly, coating his balls and thighs with my juices as I feel his softening dick slide out of my gaping butthole and know that I have to wait another three or four days until I can get satisfaction again.  

Copyright 2008 AfroerotiK
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Butt Fucking

My boyfriend and I both LOVE anal sex.  And when I say we love it, I know that I can’t get enough of it and he’s an anal enthusiast to say the least.  I’m not submissive, I just adore a big, juicy, hard dick in my asshole.  If I had my way, I could take a dick in my ass every day, twice a day if I had the chance.  Gregory, on the other hand, likes to keep a little variety in our sex lives so he has me on anal restriction.  I can only get butt fucked twice a week so I have to ration it out until I’m desperate for it and I can’t take it anymore. 

Gregory can always tell when I when it’s “my time” because I start getting a little more frisky.  While we’re fixing dinner, I’ll be sure to rub my ass against him a little more than is necessary.  I find lots of opportunities to bend over so he can see the ass that still makes his head turn, even after two years of being together.  It usually backfires on me because by the time he starts grabbing my ass and rubbing his hard dick against me, I’m ready to let dinner burn, bend over the counter, and beg him to slam his dick in my horny backdoor. 

If I make it through dinner, and maybe even a little TV or music afterwards, I’m pretty anxious to get to the main event.  While I’m cleaning up in the bathroom and showering, that’s Gregory’s time to get out lube, toys, videos, and whatever else we might need.  By the time I’m back in the bedroom, Gregory’s desire for anal play has taken over and he’s usually as hard as a rock.  That’s excellent for me because I don’t need much foreplay when it comes to getting my ass reamed. 

I get to decide what position I want it in.  My favorite, not surprisingly, is on my knees.  It feels animalistic and primal to have that thick meat sliding in and out of my ass from behind like that.  Don’t get me wrong, I’ve ridden Gregory’s dick with my asshole until he was sore, and I get off on seeing his face when I’m on my back, holding my legs up, while he’s pumping hot cum in my ass from above.  But any true anal lover will tell you, there’s nothing better than getting that dick in you doggy style, face down, with him grabbing my hips and ramming it home, until I’m screaming and cumming and passing out from pleasure. 

When I climb on the bed, I get into position and reach back with both hands so I can spread my asscheeks and he applies the lube.  Most times, he’ll start out by licking my ass first, sticking his tongue in it and getting it nice and wet.  I swear, with his saliva, my pussy juices, and my unashamed NEED for him in my ass, I don’t need any lube whatsoever but he always insists.  By the time he’s finished working the lube in my ass with his thick, strong fingers, I’m so horny to get my ass fucked I can’t take it anymore and I’m usually screaming, “Stop teasing me, fuck me in my asshole, ram your big hard dick in my ass now, damn you.” 

You know that feeling, when the head of that dick slides in your asshole, that feeling of out-of-this-world pleasure?  Well, it’s that feeling that drives me crazy. Say what you want but I can take a dick in my ass better than any man can.  I like it deep, hard, and long and I always end up begging for more.  And Gregory knows how to deliver.  He’ll take his time at first, working every inch of that dick inside me, pushing past my anus until he’s deep in my colon.  GOD, I love that feeling and I could stay like that all night.  I can’t keep still long enough for that so I end up fucking him back, letting him know that I can take more. 

By the time he and I have gotten into a nice rhythm, he’s pulling out all the way to the head, and slamming his dick balls deep back in my ass.  That’s when I’m in my zone and I can’t get enough and I cream all over.  He tells me my shithole belongs to him and I have to bury my face in the pillow to keep from screaming.  It’s only when he slams it back in, and he’s pounding me, fucking me, thrusting every inch of his massive dick in my asshole, only when he’s pumping my ass full of that hot cum that I’m satisfied.  I cum all over his belly, coating his balls and thighs with my juices as I feel his softening dick slide out of my gaping butthole and know that I have to wait another three or four days until I can get satisfaction again. 

Copyright 2008 AfroerotiK

Nigga What?

 

We embrace calling ourselves niggers, like that’s empowering, when in actuality, it’s disrespectful to our ancestors and just plain ignorant.  To believe yourself to be a nigger, to behave like you are an ignorant sub human (the true implied meaning of the word) has no benefit or value.  Defending the use of the word, trying to rationalize that it has been changed into something positive is insanity.  Nine times out of ten, the usage of the word is meant to be disparaging and degrading, EXACTLY the way white people intended it to be used, and on the tenth time, it’s an empty a sign of self-hatred masquerading itself as a term of endearment. 

White people expect us to behave like niggers, so calling ourselves that, ESPECIALLY in front of them, does nothing but reinforce to them that we are inferior.  To carry yourself like royalty, to walk with dignity, to boldly declare that you are not only equal to but better than white people with your speech, your actions, and your intellect is FAR more threatening to white people than calling yourself a nigga.  Want proof?  Write a blog calling yourself a nigga and talking about cars, drugs, guns, rap, sex, sports, and how much you love living in the ghetto.  You won’t get a response from white people.  Well that’s not entirely true.  You might get a response or two asking you to fulfill their sexual fantasies.  Then, write a blog, grammatically correct and spell checked, that talks about the greatness of black people, our strength, and our ability to excel despite racism, oppression, and bigotry.  Write about how our true history of greatness has been distorted with white lies and deception.  Discuss, academically articulated with footnoted and documented proof, advanced African civilizations and how white people re-wrote history to make themselves appear superior.  White people will crawl out of the woodworks to tell you that Black people are ignorant and that you are nothing but a dumb nigger. 

You have to ask yourself, what benefit do you get from calling yourself a nigga?  If calling yourself that makes you feel connected to other black people, consider yourself a slave on the plantation.  If you do nothing else this year, decide to stop using the N word to describe yourself, to describe other black people you want to look down on, or as some sort of synonym supposedly meaning Black person.  It’s negative, unenlightened, and stupid. 

Acting Black

 

I hear people complain, not my personal circle of friends but others on the net, that they are looked down upon by their friends for speaking well, for “acting white”.  That’s not necessarily true either.  I’ve had friends make those sorts of comments and criticisms and then I remind them that their particular circle of friends are all educated and articulate and that they are only voicing that particular concern to appear outraged at the conditions of the Black community, they get quiet.  It seems true however, that a great many people in our community still feel that to be educated is to be a sellout, is to “act white”. 

I have had several personal experiences where when I contradict someone’s misguided and tragically flawed logic, they tell me that going to college and getting a higher education doesn’t make me smarter than them.  I understand that as a defense mechanism, an attempt to make themselves feel validated and to lesson my arguments by believing that years of study, research, and reading have no impact on one’s body of knowledge.  It is, however, nothing more than a defense mechanism with not one iota of validity. 

I’m also the beneficiary of numerous notes, emails and communiqués from individuals in the “conscious community”, individuals who are extremely informed and well read, that are phonetically misspelled, grammatically incorrect, and incoherent.  On the rare occasion that I respond to those sorts of messages, informing the sender that I’m discouraged by their lack of basic English skills, I’m usually assaulted with the concept that achieving the white man’s education, knowing how to articulate oneself well in standard English, is to be unable to grasp my true African heritage.  It always seems that the party line is that TRUE Africans can only communicate in ebonics or some variation thereof.   I shouldn’t need a key and a translation guide have to decipher an email about the plight of my people. 

All three mindsets are dumb. 

To me, acting like you are white would be to be ignorant of other people’s history and culture.  Acting white would be diminishing other people’s pain, using your skin color for unearned privileges, trying to oppress people in order to make yourself feel superior.  Being barely literate and uneducated doesn’t make you more Black, it doesn’t make your Black experience more authentic.  The more we as a people ascribe to the notion that acting white is to be informed, intelligent, and articulate, the more we assert that being “real” or being Black is to shun education, the more we are playing into the hands of EXACTLY what white people expect us and want us to be … dumb niggers.  Educating oneself in an institution of higher learning does in fact make you smarter than stopping your education at the 12th grade.  How much smarter is up to the individual but to assert anything different is absurd.  Mastering the English language doesn’t mean you can’t fight for the revolution, it simply means you can address multitudes of people in a way that everyone can understand. 

To act Black is to behave in a manner where we excel despite the circumstances.  Acting Black is to make a way out of no way.  White people can excel in life because they have inheritances, nepotism, institutionalized racism that allows them to get a foot in the door for no other reason, with no qualification other than their skin color.  Acting Black is excelling despite the fact that we have to work twice as hard to get half as far.  Acting Black is carrying yourself with dignity and grace when white people try to belittle or demean your by making racist comments and then excusing it by saying, “I’m just joking.”  Our Blackness is our strength, our ability to survive, adapt, and shine.  Shine on Black man and Black woman, shine on. 


Deep inside me is the place where you belong.  I will be your shelter from the storm, the comfort you need when you are weary.  Allow me to envelope you, embrace you within my sacred space.  Penetrate me and join with me as we become one.  I have found you, you whom my soul has loved from the beginning of time.  I will hold you deep inside me and I will not let you go.  I will invite you into the space that will soothe you and protect you.  This space will be the beacon in the night and I will bathe you with sweet surrender.  Inside me is where you and I cease to exist and we are transformed into a complete entity in and of itself.  No one else shall enter this space from now on; it belongs to you and you alone.  You have the key to my heart and my body.  You are the key that fits me perfectly and you have unlocked my desire.  I crave you inside me.  Home, where you know you are loved.  Home, where you are safe from harm.  The room where you plant your seed will be all you need to wash away your doubts and fears.  Climb the stairs and lay your burdens down as I welcome you home.  


Copyright 2006 Scottie Lowe  All rights reserved. 
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Deep inside me is the place where you belong.  I will be your shelter from the storm, the comfort you need when you are weary.  Allow me to envelope you, embrace you within my sacred space.  Penetrate me and join with me as we become one.  I have found you, you whom my soul has loved from the beginning of time.  I will hold you deep inside me and I will not let you go.  I will invite you into the space that will soothe you and protect you.  This space will be the beacon in the night and I will bathe you with sweet surrender.  Inside me is where you and I cease to exist and we are transformed into a complete entity in and of itself.  No one else shall enter this space from now on; it belongs to you and you alone.  You have the key to my heart and my body.  You are the key that fits me perfectly and you have unlocked my desire.  I crave you inside me.  Home, where you know you are loved.  Home, where you are safe from harm.  The room where you plant your seed will be all you need to wash away your doubts and fears.  Climb the stairs and lay your burdens down as I welcome you home. 

Copyright 2006 Scottie Lowe  All rights reserved. 


I am Black.
 
What do you see when you see me?  Do you see responsibility and dignity encoded in my DNA?  Do you see generations of survival and struggle in my skin?  Open your eyes, your mind, your heart and see that I am Black.  I’m a black man with the burdens, trials, and tribulations that come along with that honor.  Don’t look at my color to see my blackness, that the sun has graced me with its kisses.  See my blackness and my manhood as intricately intertwined and divinely gifted, see my blackness as my nature and my demeanor, not the way society has narrowly defined me.  
Copyright 2006 Scottie Lowe  All rights reserved. 
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I am Black.

 

What do you see when you see me?  Do you see responsibility and dignity encoded in my DNA?  Do you see generations of survival and struggle in my skin?  Open your eyes, your mind, your heart and see that I am Black.  I’m a black man with the burdens, trials, and tribulations that come along with that honor.  Don’t look at my color to see my blackness, that the sun has graced me with its kisses.  See my blackness and my manhood as intricately intertwined and divinely gifted, see my blackness as my nature and my demeanor, not the way society has narrowly defined me. 

Copyright 2006 Scottie Lowe  All rights reserved. 

Africans who were enslaved were guilty of absolutely no wrongdoing.  But for the color of their skin, they were faultless in their victimization.  Enslaved Africans endured the most horrific of tortures and atrocities to survive, so that I might have life this very minute. Enslaved Africans endured being ripped from their homelands, families, communities, and environments only to be subjected to being beaten and chained and raped (both men and women, adults and children) denied medical attention, and were separated from those that spoke the same language.  They were fed slop not fit for animals, not to mention that it was completely different than their normal diet.  Restricted movement under heavy chains and physical abuse was common to break the will of the strong Africans. They lived with the smell of piss, shit, blood, vomit, filth, and probably the most paralyzing, the smell of fear. 

Once on these shores, slaves labored tirelessly.  They were treated like animals, beaten, abused, humiliated and subjected to the most horrific way of living, as that of a beast.  Castrated, hanged, attacked by dogs and villainous white people, they survived.  Denied the right to read or write, to worship their own religion they survived. They survived.  Burned, disfigured and maimed, they survived. Babies ripped from mothers loving arms, families separated at the whim of the massa, given provisions enough to barely live, they survived.  THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU to those that continued to endure such pain and suffering that I might live today. 

Through all of those trials and tribulations, they endured.  My very existence is owed to someone who endured more than my mind can comprehend.  I am proud that my ancestors were slaves.  That means that I come from the strongest, most resilient people on the planet.  In addition to enduring the horrors of slavery, the descendants of slaves have gone on to contribute to this society in immeasurable ways.  We as a people have been able to excel, based on the strength and character of those slaves. That’s some damn good genetics if you ask me.  To my ancestors, I give you praise and honor your strength. 

Unfortunately, slavery left us damaged.  It stole from us the things that made us whole.  Children of the Diaspora, descendants of slaves, suffer the emotional, psychological and spiritual chains of mental bondage.  The chains that rattle about us are no longer iron and steel.  They are the chains of complacency, misogyny, materialism, disdain and apathy.  Our masters have become the almighty dollar and emotionless pleasure.  The overseer need not hang us from trees any longer for we kill ourselves with poison in our veins, and bullets for our brothers.  The auction blocks have become the maternity wards, pregnant themselves with bastard children and immature mothers. 

We’ve lost our community to narcissistic desires.  We inflict our own punishment with our willful criminal behavior.  Education need not be held from us any longer, for we voluntarily turn our backs on it.  What purpose does it serve for massa to give us his hand me down clothes, we actually believe that some designer’s clothes and shoes make us better than the next person.  Our men find it perfectly acceptable to use women indiscriminately, to be emotionally unavailable and to abandon their heirs. Our women serve the Prada pocketbook and the Optima relaxer.  So deep are our wounds that we call ourselves degrading and vile names and defend the right to do so.  Rather than call ourselves Kings and Queens, we vehemently support the right to be Niggers, bitches, and freaks.  Slavery created a monster that roams the earth seeking it’s own self-destruction.   Let us stand up and break the chains that keep us oppressed

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