7 Things Maya Angelou Teaches Women About Men, Love, & Life [Photo]
Maya Angelou was a divine woman with valuable beliefs beyond our imagination… among many other things of course. But what I believe that will stand out of the bunch is a teacher.Through her wise words and immaculate experiences she has taught. Taught about Love, about life, and what we as women should and SHOULDN’T sacrifice when it comes to men. Check out my composition below, & feel free to chime in on anything I’ve missed!
1. BE COURAGEOUS & ALWAYS STAND UP FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN.
“Courage is the most important of all the virtues, because without courage you can’t practice any other virtue consistently. You can practice any virtue erratically, but nothing consistently without courage.”
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”
2. BE AMBITIOUS, BE PATIENT, REMAIN DETERMINED, & WORK HARD.
“All great achievements require time.”
“Nothing will work unless you do.”
“We may encounter many defeats but we must not be defeated.”
“I love to see a young girl go out and grab the world by the lapels.
Life’s a bitch. You’ve got to go out and kick ass”
3. DON’T IGNORE THE SIGNS & DON’T HESITATE TO RELIEVE YOURSELF OF SITUATIONS THAT NO LONGER SERVE YOU.
“When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.”
4. ALLOW SELF-GROWTH & YOUR RIGHTS TO UNDERSTANDING YOUR ENVIRONMENT
“While I know myself as a creation of God, I am also obligated to realize and remember that everyone else and everything else are also God’s creation.”
Watch behind the curtains
As men walked up and down the street. Wino men, old men.
Young men sharp as mustard.
See them. Men are always
They knew I was there. Fifteen
Years old and starving for them.
Under my window, they would pauses,
Their shoulders high like the
Breasts of a young girl,
Jacket tails slapping over
One day they hold you in the
Palms of their hands, gentle, as if you
Were the last raw egg in the world. Then
They tighten up. Just a little. The
First squeeze is nice. A quick hug.
Soft into your defenselessness. A little
More. The hurt begins. Wrench out a
Smile that slides around the fear. When the
Your mind pops, exploding fiercely, briefly,
Like the head of a kitchen match. Shattered.
It is your juice
That runs down their legs. Staining their shoes.
When the earth rights itself again,
And taste tries to return to the tongue,
Your body has slammed shut. Forever.
No keys exist.
Then the window draws full upon
Your mind. There, just beyond
The sway of curtains, men walk.
But this time, I will simply
Stand and watch.
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