…AND RAISE BEAUTY TO ANOTHER LEVEL OF SWEETNESS You are a fresh flower bursting boldly into a hard world with a softness strong as steel Reaching for sunlight you raise yourself up from down under out of the degrading dirt society has so routinely dumped on women, you have transformed manure, muck and mire into fertilizer Spring self assertedly past winter weather you bring a sweet fragrant incense and inspiration into musty places stale with the stuffiness of misogynic sexist status quos You blossom, you bloom you expand and grow raising beauty to a bedazzling higher and healthier level of light, life and love Grow on Black rose Black woman grow on! —kalamu ya salaam