This season has a pattern
A rhythm, a message, it’s a parable
It’s a cautionary tale
A spiritual manifestation
This 40-day time is a time for releasing and renewing
A time to reconnect with God
A time to feast and to fast
And a time of reviewing.
The earth is crying
The small voice is knocking at our door
And the almighty is entering in
Stronger than before.
I hear it!
“Be still and know that I am God”
After Pharaoh persecuted the Jews
And the ten plagues arrived
And the final one
Death to the first son…
Made him let go of the Jews and set them free.
There is a message for the Dictators in this century
And this global pandemic will affect everyone.
I feel it
My soul cries for the pain to our planet
The earth it’s too hot
And she calls to us with fire and water, and hurricanes
But we won’t change our habits,
We think it won’t matter.
Humankind is full of false Gods and idols
Our political leaders, athletes, and actors
They get statues and tributes,
Golden accolades, and parades.
Did we forget what the almighty said?
Humans… Listen it’s the cry of the creator
The plea of our planet
And we go on with more trash
All the messages are here, and we will not take heed.
So, in this 2020 40 days of lent
Have you given up a thing?
To remember the gift of the Son.
The crucifixion and resurrection of the holy one?
His message of healing and the power of truth
Is forgotten in the daily media,
We worship our phones
We kill people using drones.
The final message is hear
It is loud and it’s clear
A modern plague, it’s called a Pandemic
No one is safe.
It is not nation against nation
It is a global virus
A deadly situation.
The universe is sending us a cosmic two by four
Let go of your current ego driven life!
Stay home, stay safe, stop driving, talk to your neighbor
Use your device to connect with music and song,
Celebrate the gift of your freedom, your family and look at what’s wrong.
Have we forgotten, the message?
The gift from above?
It is time to breathe into your spirit
And find a new way to be love.
Women’s Museum of California exhibit tells the stories of African American women from a local perspective
1619 Celebration of Black Women Tribute Poem
by Leah Goodwin 3/2/2019
Black women arrived in 1619
But what does that mean?
A journey we did not ask for.
A story of pain,
A story of hope,
A story that’s strong,
It is yours and it’s mine,
It is right and it’s wrong.
Women and men and little children
Born in Mother Africa
Sold into slavery
Our strength helped us survive in this new country
This land of the free
Has been and still is a dichotomy
We stand on the shoulders of our ancestors
We knew that the power was in our very blood
And we were not going to let this journey drive us into the mud.
The life of slavery
Was a human atrocity
1746 Lucy Terry, who was sold into slavery as an infant,
became a free woman and in 1756 picked up her paper and pen
and wrote the first poem we know about back then.
Followed soon after in 1773
Books of poems were published by the prolific Phillis Wheatley
Time moves on and Women stay strong,
They move to the melody of their very own song.
In the 1800’s, Harriet Beecher Stowe, gave us Uncle Tom’s Cabin.
The voice of Sojourner Truth proclaimed “Ain’t I A Woman?”
Harriet Tubman followed that North Star,
And in 1863 President Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation, freeing millions and changing the nation
We moved forward, to schools to better jobs to new situations,
It was the precursor to the great migration.
Charlotte Ray was admitted to the Washington, DC bar; in 1872
she graduated that year from Howard University yes –“H. U.”
A door had been opened, things weren’t like before
We invented things, we became teachers, and nurses and more
Mary McLeod Bethune earned her place in history
When she founded the Daytona Normal and Industrial Institute to educate black girls and served as its president in 1943.
Madam C. J. Walker took care of our hair
becoming the first American women to become a self-made millionaire.
Rosa Parks’ refusal to give up her seat,
Started a movement to desegregation,
That changed the nation.
Dorothy Height led the National Council of Negro Women
all the way to the March on Washington.
It was time to show the world who we are
from athletes, to politics, to reaching the stars
Wilma Rudolph, our first Olympic gold medalist, in track and field – Yes, she won three
Katherine Johnson helped to send America’s first human spaceflight to the moon to earn her place in history.
Shirley Chisholm was the first to be elected to the U. S. House of Representatives, serving us with a heart of resilience
She also went on to make a run for President
Mae Carol Jemison traveled on the space shuttle Endeavor.
Carol Moseley Braun was elected to serve in the U. S. Senate, she was so brilliant and clever.
Forward was the only way to make up for lost time
There was no mountain too tall for us to climb
Jocelyn M. Elders was appointed as the U. S. Surgeon General.
Toni Morrison wins the Nobel Prize in Literature for Beloved, her novel.
Serena Williams won the U.S. Open Women’s Singles Tennis Championship which was just the beginning, she moves on and to this day she just keeps on winning.
Billions of tears
We stand here today
We see Oprah Winfrey, Simone Biles, Halle Barry, Michelle Obama, and now Kamala!
The living legacies of Mother Africa
The pride of our Grandmothers
We know how to keep our eyes on the prize
And as Dr. Maya Angelou stated
And still I/WE RISE
We have a DNA strand of creativity
It’s Black Lives Matter’s Alicia Garza, Patrisse Cullors and Opal Tometi
We have a purpose, a plan, we have super powers
Because we are the seeds that were planted
400 years ago
Together we will bloom into a million magnificent flowers.
The After February Blues for y’all….
From Leah Goodwin 1995
How would you feel
If I told you it is real
the after February Blues
Well, I’ll tell you where I am
See Some bo-dee-y
a month for Black Histo-ry
the month for love.
and somebody must realize
being the shortest month of the year
and being the month for blacks and lovers
could be a hard month
for blacks and lovers ….here
are many similarities
Black Americans have a never-ending battle
against American hatred
prejudice and genocide
Lovers have to be brave
and find a way to make the love survive.
You follow my direction
Black lovers celebrate a short month …. where
Roses are red and Black is the thing to do.
Making a happy – but short recognition of self
Making a month of joy
in a year full of work.
Making a busy month of the year
Where we celebrate blackness
Where we celebrate love
Where we celebrate ourselves
and our black love
and then it is March
and we are not in the news
we are back to being denied and
no one wants to hear our views
and we find ourselves feeling a little abused
as we feel those — after February Blues.
Leah was honored to be an Emcee for the MOXIE Theatre’s 2018 MOXIE Awards on May 20.
Leah Goodwin among BAPAC Honorees 2018
Leah Goodwin and other Hidden Figures Award recipients on April 14, 2018.
On behalf of the Sempra Energy HQ LDIC, I want to thank you so much for speaking at our Black History Month Lunch-N-Learn today! It was such a pleasure meeting you both and your engaging presentations were fantastic! Being able to bring both a local and national perspective on some of the civil rights struggles of the past and what work is still to be done was valuable and informative. I hope our paths will cross again in the future.
Amy G. Nefouse
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