“A lot of young people are trying to make sure that everybody thinks that you have more than what you actually have. What’s the point if you actually don’t have it? If you don’t have it then have what you have, enjoy that. Don’t be afraid of not being the wealthiest person in the room. Be the smartest person in the room, the sleekest person in the room, the most creative person in the room.” Jill Scott
Jill Scott
Notes: Your Story Will Be In My Writing
“I am a writer, I like to watch people in the interaction. Listen in the conversation. All of that there is something to write about, it’s somebody is going to say something that ends up in the song.” Jill Scott
Reflection: Womanifesto
Womanifesto. I have never heard that word before until I listened to one of Jill Scott track from The Light of The Sun album. When I listened to it for the very first time, I was wondering… what is it? Is it a song or a poem? I kept listening to it. I tried to understand every word that she said.
I then searched for its lyrics. This poem just makes me speechless. It is really the voice of a strong opinionated yet determined woman. As a woman, I feel and think the same way. That is why I am happy to share this poem. It is just beautiful and powerful. This is the voice of a strong opinionated yet determined woman.
Womanifesto by Jill Scott
Clearly I am not a fat ass
I am active brain
And lip smacking peach deep
Sometimes too aggressive in its honesty
And heart sweet
That loves wholly and completely
Whom it may choose
Whom ever it may choose
I am not gonna lie and pacify
I am arms to hold
I am lips to speak
I am a motherfucking “G”
Strong legs that stroll off the 33 bus
Or out of a money green Phantom comfortably
Knees that bend to pray
Clean from Ajax washings
Hair that is thick and soft
Thighs that betwixt
An amazing all expense grand prize
I am eyes that sing
Smile that brightens
Touch that rings
And supplies euphoric release
I am a Grand Dame Queen Beast
I am warm
I am peace
From the roads of Botswana from 23rd Street
From the inside third eye
Ever watching this wicked wicked system of things
I do see
I am friend to pen
And a lover of strong women
A diamond to men
I am curious and interested like children
I welcome the wise to teach
Appreciator of my culture
Thick not just from bone dense and eat
I have a rhythm in my ways
And a practice in my seek
And yes, I do crave the rhythm of my space
With a man that rejoices in God’s Grace
With faith I do hear to listen
Two hands that fist
When forced pushes to shove
And your ego won’t submit
I am gifted
I am all of this
And indeed the shit
Clearly I am not just an ass
