Black Women
I saw exploitation of black women on the TV by black males to sell music and make money. I thought this is an interesting subject and started to write but deleted it as Google does not have that much space due to the diverse avenues it can lead a writer to. So here is a simple poem to remind black ladies that the bible acknowledges their integrity, dignity and grace and if my words are inadequate then I apologize.
Biblical Thoughts
In the bathing laughter of your smile,
I stop again and think awhile,
Was this what Moses too did see,
Or Solomon wise as he could be.
What did you look like dark Moabite?
Respected by Most High God,
Wife of the servant of the living Lord,
What inner beauty in you did He see?
Loved by God’s servant here on earth,
On whose humble chest you laid your head,
And in the night were his sweet delight,
Walking by his side throughout your life.
The Queen of the South to Jerusalem came,
And Solomon never was quite the same,
He gave her all her heart desired,
And she to Sheba then retired.
Of Boaz too I stop and think,
And Ruth whom God did bless,
With this man and his caress,
Grandmother of the mighty king.
For a Moabite too was she,
Fair black maiden of the south,
A woman declared for all to see,
Mother of Boaz’s seed.
.
Declaring for the Lord,
Walking with the one true God,
These women make me think,
As I see you look at me and wink.
Biblical Thoughts
In the bathing laughter of your smile,
I stop again and think awhile,
Was this what Moses too did see,
Or Solomon wise as he could be.
What did you look like dark Moabite?
Respected by Most High God,
Wife of the servant of the living Lord,
What inner beauty in you did He see?
Loved by God’s servant here on earth,
On whose humble chest you laid your head,
And in the night were his sweet delight,
Walking by his side throughout your life.
The Queen of the South to Jerusalem came,
And Solomon never was quite the same,
He gave her all her heart desired,
And she to Sheba then retired.
Of Boaz too I stop and think,
And Ruth whom God did bless,
With this man and his caress,
Grandmother of the mighty king.
For a Moabite too was she,
Fair black maiden of the south,
A woman declared for all to see,
Mother of Boaz’s seed.
.
Declaring for the Lord,
Walking with the one true God,
These women make me think,
As I see you look at me and wink.
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