Long hail the Queen; we lost a Queen yesterday, yesterday we lost Maya Angelou, the poet, the lecturer, the Black woman of so many gifts that she gave to this World, long hail the Queen. The Queen who had given to this World what it needed to be awakened to see that strange fruit that was lurking around; and to see what it truly looked like to know why the caged bird sings. Which talked about much negativity, but gave it such a beautiful taste, that you could understand how life could be so sweet, but Lord it could also be so bitter?
Maya Angelou, the Woman who took the words “And still I Rise” and let you feel deep within your groin, how it felt to stir up such feelings of passion, such feelings of ambiance, such feelings of eloquence, and such feelings of yes “I am the Queen”. She was the Queen, and she will always be the Queen of Prose; as the Woman that could put colorful words and sentences together, and from there meaning befall an existence of a harmony, and a loving and lasting memory. She was the Queen, long hail the Queen Maya Angelou; you will be missed my Sister, you will be missed, for all you gave to us; for we realize, that many of us were able to rise up ourselves because of what you had said, many of us were able to show the World what we had to offer because of how you showed the World, and many of us cannot even light a candle to your true Spiritual essence, for you were truly the Woman that we all wanted to be.
Long hail the Queen Maya Angelou, oh my Sister you will be missed. If you thought your words meant so much to people before, your words will forever go down in history with the meanings that they have for us all now. Long hail the Queen Maya Angelou, for you will always be a Queen in my eyes. You will always be the Woman that shined out into this World just what it needed to be seen in the dark and somber places. By how you took the pain that you had experienced in your life, and the pain that you saw experienced in the lives of others, and you let us all see how that pain could be turned into something so beautiful, that you wouldn’t even realize that you were dealing with pain at all.
Long hail the Queen Maya Angelou, my Sister you will be missed; and, when I say I have learned not enough in this World, to even have a corner of the inkling of the work, of the stature, of the grace, of the excellence, of the perfection, that you have expressed into this World. I hope to one day be able to stand next to you in Heaven and say “Long Hail the Queen”; for you brought into my life, an existence, and an understanding. You brought into my life what it looked like to truly be yourself, and to not give a darn if it was what was necessary at the time, you brought into my life what beauty and grace a strong Nubian Queen has, long hail the Queen Maya Angelou, you will be missed my Sister, you will be missed Sister, you will be missed my Queen, and so it is. Amen and amen.