A Phenomenal Woman... by William Fredrick Cooper
Written: August 26th, 2008
(A PREFACE: Perhaps Maya Angelou penned it best. She walks into a room, and the wattage of an assured smiled coupled with a confident stride captivates us as we fall into a pleasurable confusion. The fire in her eyes and her sheer grace of her style has us awestruck. Caramel and chocolate colored confidence commanding instant respect, all in attendance want is her attention. Heaven help us if she chooses us. Superwoman strength, scintillating sensitivity, smoldering sensuality at sundown, a phenomenal woman makes a weak man strong, gives a blind man vision and the courage to scale the highest of previously unattainable heights. Her love, strong enough to tame the canine tendencies of wayward men, indicates one thing: all she wants is a good man, and with her backing you, you won’t feel the sting of a society that expects a Black man to fail. A phenomenal woman does it all, and then some.)
A phenomenal woman dressed in blue/green had me captivated Monday night. Making my heart swelling with pride, I was hooked to every word she uttered. Independence and femininity all at once, she sang Stevie Wonder into my soul as she encouraged us to listen to our hopes instead of our fears.
Signed, sealed and spellbound, I was delivered to her majesty for seventeen power-filled minutes. So were the millions who tuned in to the most important speech given by an African-American in our country since we had a dream on that Washington lawn in 1963. Big moments in our history demand greater affirmations, and it seemed fitting that a phenomenal woman would hold it down.
Should we have expected anything less?
Written: August 26th, 2008
(A PREFACE: Perhaps Maya Angelou penned it best. She walks into a room, and the wattage of an assured smiled coupled with a confident stride captivates us as we fall into a pleasurable confusion. The fire in her eyes and her sheer grace of her style has us awestruck. Caramel and chocolate colored confidence commanding instant respect, all in attendance want is her attention. Heaven help us if she chooses us. Superwoman strength, scintillating sensitivity, smoldering sensuality at sundown, a phenomenal woman makes a weak man strong, gives a blind man vision and the courage to scale the highest of previously unattainable heights. Her love, strong enough to tame the canine tendencies of wayward men, indicates one thing: all she wants is a good man, and with her backing you, you won’t feel the sting of a society that expects a Black man to fail. A phenomenal woman does it all, and then some.)
A phenomenal woman dressed in blue/green had me captivated Monday night. Making my heart swelling with pride, I was hooked to every word she uttered. Independence and femininity all at once, she sang Stevie Wonder into my soul as she encouraged us to listen to our hopes instead of our fears.
Signed, sealed and spellbound, I was delivered to her majesty for seventeen power-filled minutes. So were the millions who tuned in to the most important speech given by an African-American in our country since we had a dream on that Washington lawn in 1963. Big moments in our history demand greater affirmations, and it seemed fitting that a phenomenal woman would hold it down.
Should we have expected anything less?
Majestically mesmerizing, you could see her determined, unwavering focus as she stepped to the podium. But like an Alvin Ailey dance choreographed by Judith Jamison, our next First Lady effortlessly soared above the clouds. Tears flowing from eyes hopeful of change, I saw my mother who raised six of us on her own, sometimes through work, often times through public assistance. Having a ringside row seat to her struggles, stumbles, then eventual success, at 64 years of age, Ethel Cooper-Meyers is a few credits from getting her B.A. in Psychology.
She was the determined hard-working, Phenomenal Woman I saw in Michelle Obama Monday night.
Phenomenal Women, independent and powerful in their femininity, love men who care about the things that are important to them while realize that Black love takes teamwork not competition. Possessing a fearlessness in her efforts to aid her man trying to catch a shooting star, she is cognizant that monumental success only happens when a queen encourages her king to maximize his potential, and will help him do so in every way imaginable. You see, a real man knows that behind your pushing and prodding, is a Phenomenal Woman longing to say five words to her man:
“I’m proud of you, baby.”
As Michelle Obama lovingly declared her man a father, a husband and our next commander-in-chief, I carefully scanned the eyes of the Democratic National Convention crowd and saw a hope for better days that I had never witnessed before. The legacy of the Civil Rights Movement in safe hands, Blacks and Whites, at the crosscurrents of history and thirsting for change the way one thirsts for water in the Sahara, will tell children of future generations that this time we listened to our hopes instead of cynicism and fear. On November 4th, 2008, the doubting will stop, and the dream will become a reality where color and creed as one, work together for solutions to the American struggle.
A phenomenal woman in sync with the vision of her powerful mate told us so. And I believe it.
After the Phenomenal Woman spoke from her soul, the lady in presidential blue exited to the anthem kings may have sang to their ancestors centuries ago had Stevie blown his harmonica.
Wasn’t this queen lovely? Yes, she was.
A persistent president with a phenomenal woman.
Looks like royalty to me, y’all.
Falling over themselves trying to find flaws, CNN Correspondents David Gergen, Anderson Cooper and the Republican Party cynics had me guffawing, the gales of laughter causing tears of hysteria. Some other fool audaciously said that our future President Obama 'actually began to look like me.' Ignorance mixed with a inbred insecurity, begrudgingly, the reporters in Tuesday’s periodicals gave the phenomenal woman her shine. But like a prizefighter presenting his case to the visual eye after being robbed of a hard-earned victory by judges on the take, the whole country saw the truth!
Lord, please forgive them, for after all this time, they still know not what they do or say.
The phenomenal woman won Monday night. She won for Hillary Clinton and women allowed to vote 88 years ago to the day. She won for the last Kennedy and his hope of change that started with brothers John and Robert, and for a race of people who came across violent seas in bondage, yet broke the chains with the collective strength of a far way country of kings and priests.
A Phenomenal Woman won for America Monday night.
Next up on Thursday: Our prince who will be king.
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