Our plight as women and Black people is a treacherous one and we have to stay vigilant and awake. We have to ALWAYS take up the torch for our sisters and brothers when they are used and abused. And in order to do that, we have to stay sane.
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Do you think it’s easy to stand up against the Bible? Oh, that’s how our religious communities make us feel when we talk about homosexuality. It’s supposed to be forbidden. Every sin is a sin but being homosexual is a ”disgusting sin.” That’s what most people are taught. Continue Reading
I didn’t choose my fate, I was born into it. I don’t have the switch to alter how I feel, nor do I control those hormones.
I didn’t choose my fate, my body was biologically sculptured by God the creator; He put all these genetic pieces together; He’s not a fool. Continue Reading
People’s definition of true friendship varies with their social values, beliefs, cultures, or sometimes needs. Some tend to be more attracted to people who align with their thoughts and dreams, and others, their emotional and mental needs. Continue Reading
Livies for thousands of Liberian children and at-risk inhabitants of our cities remain challenging and unsafe, especially during the ongoing State of Emergency and lockdown. Let’s look around and see how many children are let out there to fend for themselves and make ends meet. Do we really care about their future? Do we know that they are at high risk of contracting the CoronaVirus? Are their rights really protected? Are we willing, as civil leaders, to help them out?
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Reefs and sheets they laid
On the unseen skins of the deceased,
Commemorating their ways,
In spite of the deaths unperceived.
Decorating – they decorate the undecorated, those lives that cannot be consecrated.
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A worker at the clinic shakingly informed me that my grandmother’s condition was beyond the clinic’s capabilities. She was in a coma and didn’t have much time left, therefore we should hurry to be with her in her last few moments. As if I had suffered a stroke, I stood paralyzed, unable to move; yet I somehow calmly informed the rest of my family members the news. After the pandemonium had subsided, I was left home as the rest of the family members rushed off to carry her to a different hospital. With my optimism facing a stern test, I held on to the little hope I had left. Hours later, after being rejected by several facilities, I was informed that she had survived even after being misdiagnosed. Like ice melting into water, I was released from the tension of uncertainty and felt my emotions flow smoothly once again; optimism had not let me down. Continue Reading
