I wrote this piece when she passed away, a few years ago. She was a beautiful woman and I think her legacy is just as great as her husband’s.
All hail the King… I mean Queen
She said she married his vision
Of rainbows and mountains
Of chocolate- vanilla, and strawberry-banana splits
Whipped with cream gently swirled across the top
To remind of the whippings that were generously given off the top
Of gray churches, with a wooly haired, ebony toned, chinky blue-eyed Jesus
Of purple schools with red white and blue buses
Transparent work places where experience
And talent and potential guaranteed position and promotion
Of checkered playgrounds and football fields
Of peppered debate teams, congress seats and multibillionaires
She lived his dream
When it became a nightmare
Borrowed Joseph’s techno colored dream coat
Wore it each day with pride and humility
She carried his seeds on her back
Knapsnacked and kicking
She buried fears in the same casket with him
Let the debris from all four entries embody her
She erased disbelief and retyped faith
She tattooed it on her left breast
Righteousness on her right
He believed in non-violence
But she was ready to fight
And her only weapon was her life
Because every day that she breathed
Someone found their might
She carried billions on her shoulders
She sacrificed her sanity
To create legacy
She kept the end in mind
Blocked out fame
Ignored fortune
Felt the world’s poverty
Painted a canvas of unity
She spoke truth in an arena of lies
She wore beauty modestly
She reigned righteously
She stood humbly
God fearing,
She was a King(literally)…I mean Queen
The template for the life of a woman with virtuosity
Wow…you have a GIFT
Thanks, Nia!!!