"Why would you disrespect the value of my crown? What gives you the right to beat, spit, and call me out of my name, when you came out of the same body as me? Why would you glorify in desecrating the symbol of my strength, faith, and allegiance to my Lord? Am I not the woman that comes from your rib? Or, the helpmate sent to help carry the loads and burdens of this world? I mean, what do you see in me, to beat me with your fists, treat me like dirt, and find pleasure in seeing my tears? Cause like you I suffered the chains of slavery, endured the rapes, and the lynchings, yet you find me to endure your issues and demons that don't want to see me rise, only to suffer. It's hard I agree, but damn man, you make me want to die than to live."
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