Compositor: R. Mitchell
Women are the healing of the nation
An elderly Rastafarian deacon instilled that mindset in me
But somewhere on my exploration to discover happiness
I strayed from those teachings of the alpha omega and the high priests
Only you can define who you are
Not appealing physiques and cute faces
I love and respect every race
But this poem is specifically dedicated to my African sisters
Please don't think that I'm being racist
Just that they've been through a lot
They came a long way since slavery
But most black women are still being held captive mentally
And as a black man it is my duty to provide a beacon of hope for them
I'm going to elaborate about a Haitian empress
Who's indeed an inspiration to all men
I know that us men can be blind at times
But if you only take a minute to just pay attention to her ethnology
I trust that your perception of the characteristics of a woman
Will never be the same
That's the reason why I'm writing her this letter
To let her know that I acknowledge her efforts
And encourage her to never change
She made me realize the distinctions to look for in a wife
And the individuality to instill in my future daughters
If a man is toiling all day under the scorching Sun in his garden
She's the considerate type to bring him water
Her hair is natural, no perms nor chemicals are allowed
Her dreads flow all the way down to her back
Her smile is mesmerizing
She possesses the body of a goddess and her skin is black
But her true excellence is more than skin deep
Her true beauty is not for the eyes to grasp but for the mind to see
She reminds me of Africa
But instead of geographic freedom she provides mental freedom
Where my thoughts can run free
She understands and respects the beauty of sex
But she never turns her back on her African roots
And her spiritual security for vanity
She waters the garden in the morning
Right before she prays to the Most High
And asks for peace, love, and prosperity for all humanity
Whenever I'm in my time of need
I turn to my Rastafarian beliefs for comfort
Civilization class me as a thug, a slave, and a thief
But I'm also a man, and my duty as a man always comes first
As I lay in my bed at night with visions of Africa
I shed a tear for those suffering boys and girls
Compassion is the only thing that can save us
From the terror that lies ahead
But if we can motivate the women to take on the role
As the mother of all creation
Then we can save the world