Poem: Black Woman


They call me black woman;

No monograph, just black woman!

Colored into a system,

Colored into a stereotype

No depictions of my strength or worth

Just black woman.

A name they estimate narrates who I am

No permission or consent from me about who I am or what i want to be known as

Just their depictions of what they peek from others

Giving me roots and identities falling short of who I truly am

Excluding my melanin and thick bottom

Which is much more than who I am.

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