THE MIND OF A STRONG BLAQQUE, WOMAN
Stay back, you’re not black it’s nowhere near, your habitat,
Who do you think are? You’re not black by far but want to be that star.
How could you be? You can never be me. My melanin is so very natural;
And no matter how you desire, that is an “Actual Factual”!!!
You want to take our women, and men, just to separate our families again,
And it’s not just a matter of time, just a matter of when.
Turning our men and women’s head with your deviant racism, and hate,
And as sure as we turn on each other, you look forward to it, you can’t wait!
You’ve created the loathing and havoc that’s put on us in these states
You’ve made our lives a living hell, and now, what do you think is you fate?
What goes around surely comes back around, are assuredly the Karma’s that be,
I can’t date, out my race, what do you know about me?
You put us down, whenever you’re around, you can’t lay next to me.
No matter what you say and how you say it,
No matter what you play, and how you play it,
There’s no way on God’s green earth, you could ever be me, and there’s no way on this earth you could ever see, me.
For we are the chosen ones, and you made us “the stolen ones”!!
To be in this country, without an invitation, and no appreciation,
and with what we’ve gone through, we’ve developed our own “Education”.
We’re so black, and you’re so “Red, White, and Blue
You’re were busy making us your “Slaves
When in fact, it was Us, teaching you!
We taught you strength, we taught you compassion
We taught you love, and we taught you, all in black fashion.
You’d try to break us down, rape, and beat us for a while,
But in all you tried to do us, you knew we still had style.
Because it’s not what you do before you get too old,
It’s about doing it with style, grace, and soul.
#truthblaqquesugawriter
