If It Wasn’t for Black Women, Black Men Would Have Become Extinct a Long Time Ago.

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HAPPY 100TH BIRTHDAY TO MY GRANDMOTHER. Out of respect for the 100 year old great landmark Oak tree, I allow the roots to cling to those weird red Southern soil Alabama Christian beliefs about Black men. No one knows how many of her deceased neighbor's brothers were lynched, necks stretched like long-embedded swans, ropes sliced, shadows dangling from her branches, headlights dimmed, a truck swerves, flipping over eight times into an explosion, melting pitchforks, as a Klan mob cremates. These are Pinus palustris burnt offerings. As long as Bon bon's Meadow knows her grandson is out here constantly hustling, casting good voodoo spells on the old white man's heterosexual society, and racist mentality. In return, that old woman knows she loves money, she messy like her four daughters, she gets to enjoy the Hamsa ancestral protection, and watch her favo game show "The Price is Right" on her new HD Television..