
For all her talk about how black women are goddesses, look at her now. On her knees before her superior, eyes dull and vacant and drunk on the cum of a white man. She knows her place now. Inferior, broken, at his command.
Those are not the eyes of someone whom is broken and inferior, or broken. I still see her as a goddess, in control, willing to submit, and still remain powerful. She is welcoming the gift he provides.