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Poetry · Pride

The Tea

I’m sittin here scratchin my naps
Wondering why becky gets praised for wearing braids
When we’ve been rocking such styles
Since before we got our thrones snatched 

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Westside Queens

“You’re a queen and babe I salute you, brown skin and all”

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Good Hair

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Everyone compliments the girl with good hair
They love her curls
The way she wears it
Everyone loves the girl with the good hair
Because she let’s them touch it
Just to let them know it’s real
Have you heard about the girl with the good
she never has to use relaxer
You know she has them good genes
God I hate the girl with good hair
Why do they have to compare me to the girl with the good hair
My curls are too tight
My skin is too dark
And all because of that I get treated less than the girl with good hair

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Copy Cat

Born from a breed
Selfishly replicated
Are you one of my kind
Or a poor imitation?  

Poetry · Pride

Bullet proof

Can I wish my brothers were bullet proof
Wish not to be hated for my skin color 
Not to be discriminated against
Want to be able to live not just survive 
But I have to deal with my heart stopping when I hear sirens
My heart stopping when my brothers leave the house
My heart stopping when …
Another one of my people have passed …
They can’t breathe
They’ve said the wrong thing
They stood there ground
They stayed silent
They were born black 

Poetry · Pride

-ist

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A stolen race
Our plump lips look better
… On us
You think you made us
Generation after generation
Something is taken from us
First our freedom
Now our sense of self
Now there’s a fire
It’s burning through our cities
It taking down are enemies
Trumps alike
You’re not welcome in my city
You’re not welcome in my house
On my tv screen
Are you serious ?
You bought your body
Just to sell it
The tabloids see you
The “fans” see you
Enjoy it
While it last
Before it fades
And before you’re forgotten