Take Care of Your Daughters

Why does the black mom "raise" their daughters but "nurture" their sons?

Why does she scould her but worship him?

Is it a twisted tradition in the black community?

Is it the yern she had for her absent father?

Does the hatred she have for her own mother reflect on her daughter?

Does she really hate me?

Or is it a different type of love?

What did I do to deserve your rath?

What did he do to deserve your love?

Moms, take care of your daughters.

In the home she is the second mom, the alternative caregiver.

She must wash the dishes and help prepare the meal,

I must sit down and be quiet because "Women are to be seen and not heard"...

She is to be in bed by 9 because she needs her beauty rest....

Why am I in bed by 9 pm and he can roam the streets free until he's tired enough to retreat home?

We're woman born caged?

Never to know real freedom...

If it isn't you it's my aunt,

If it isn't my aunt it's grandma,

If it isn't grandma its the vicious daggers of elder women who know of a patriarchal lifestyle too well.

What did I do to deserve this?

Moms, love your daughters.

Love your daughters with the same unconditional love you bless your sons with.

Nurture her,

Give her the same passion you give your sons.

Your daughters have to know love too.

What did she do to deserve your cold shoulder?

You want the best for her, but is the best not showing her that women ought to love women?

Do I grow up hating my sister? My daughter?

Hold myself to a higher standard they say...

WHAT ARE ALL THESE RULES!?

Why are you teaching me that we must love men more than other women?

Are women made to give love and never receive love in return?

I thought being a woman was a prisoner & even now I'm not too sure of the lesser....

Moms, take care of your daughters.

Who came up with "mama's boys" & "daddy's girls" anyway?

& Who is to love me when daddy isn't here?

Are you in competition with me?

I can never question you, never please you, I've never done enough.

A simple question= "you think you grown?"

You tell me at a certain age mothers and daughters cannot live together...

I beg you, WHO MADE THESE RULES?

Moms, love your daughters.

She needs you...

Love her because you remember yearning for your mothers love.

In the home, growing up, there is a clear division of love.

Trust me, she sees it & she feels it too.

She sees your eyes gleam when you look at him and dim when you look at her,

She hears the anger in your voice when you scold her and the tenderness when you discipline him,

His hugs are always a little bit tighter,

.... you hold on for a little bit longer.

Take care of and nurture your daughters,

Because if you don't.... she'll grow up and become a reflection of you.

Speak love into her heart,

Foster passion deep within her soul,

Please moms, take care of your daughters.