If any of my followers live in the Northwest Arkansas Area, we are going to have a rally at 5pm this coming Monday at the Wilson Park Pavilion in Fayetteville to show our support for the Affordable Care Act.
Planned Parenthood and other health organizations are going to be there to talk about how…
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you? Don’t you take it awful hard ‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines Diggin’ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I’ve got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.
The most tragic #tornadostory that I have heard is one that an Old One recently told to me…it was about a mama and two sisters alone on the farm…storm was a comin’…they got to the cellar on time and then Little Sister, she was about 6 years old, realized that she had left her coat…it was #Fall goin on #Winter…#Big Sister said “I will go to the house with you”…Old One says that at the time a coat (goin’ into winter) was life or death…and the storm was just a comin’…but not quite there….the two girls left for the house…#twosisters…and then it was too late…the tornado lifted their spare bodies into the air and dropped them dead…as their mama crouched in the cellar…this is as the Old One told me…his wife’s sister was the mama…#Ozarks #Ozark Mountains #Arkansas