I was eight years old, traveling from Fayetteville, North Carolina to Richmond , Virginia to meet my "father" for the very first time.
That day WILL be forever frozen in my mind. While my mother sent me raped , suffering in excruciating pain, I had all new clothes. The prettiest summer outfits, the like of which , I had never seen.
My "father" met me at Grand Central Station , beautiful! Magnificent! I was in awe.
While my "father" was tall and handsome as my mother promised, his armor was pre-tarnished by the words of my grandfather. When I shared with him, the news of my up coming trip, I remember he wasn't impressed.
I know now Mathy had pumped me up, had me expecting GOD's second coming. Granddaddy just sighed and from between his clenched teeth, came the words; "Call duh nigga mis-tuh!"
I do firmly believe, if more men knew what they were doing, deliberately depositing their seed in the belly of a whore, more men would use condoms.
REVERSE THE CURSE!
"COMEYE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"
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