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By: Osage Dior

Truth. It hurts like fire being spit in your eye. It bleeds like a wound that doesn’t want to heal. I have seen this situation before, I am the sacrifice. The Joan of Arc, the one who is suppose to be tied and burnt for taking a stand for what I believe in at all times. I believe in truth.

Excuse  Me Sir…

Your distorted image of me does not faze me, I am a lover of my black culture and though you want to put me in a box with the rest of the “black women” you know, fine! However, I cannot run, nor will I hide from you…Jesus was killed due to his own disciples…Malcom X followed Islam, but as soon he became conscious of something deviant-he could not spread that radical message…Trigger one. Trigger two. Trigger three.



 

Check out my friend Nikala’s post on this wonderful lady Chimamanda Adichie
http://blackhomeschoolmom.com/2013/03/14/chimamanda-adichie-the-danger-of-a-single-story/