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 and worth Just black woman A name they estimate narrates who I am No permission, no consent from me about who I am or what I want to be known as Just... Continue Reading →

Poem: The Black Man Only Fears His Mama

You chain them with laws And make decrees and propaganda' That things are suppose to be done in a certain way Disrespecting them at will You tighten your fists to weaken their breathe And fool around with them Calling them names you wouldn't even describe your trash Hoping your fear will grow on them But... Continue Reading →

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