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Jun 2020
You see the way my hips curve
And my Lips full to the compacity
But you can't see an officer killing me?
I am a Black Woman...LISTEN TO ME

You see the clothes I wear
And you like how I can move my feet
But You can't see I'm running from an officer killing me?
I am a Black Woman... LISTEN TO ME

You see my hair defies gravity
My vernacular makes you intrigued
but you can't see my voice is being silenced by an officer?
I am a Black Woman. LISTEN TO ME

You love my sweet music and how I can dance to beat
quick to argue if you can say the n-word
but dismiss the officer killing me
I am a Black Woman... LISTEN TO ME

I can shout, "I can't breathe."
I can show my hands that hold no weapon
I can police myself to make sure I'm being respectful to the officer
Yet his gun is pointed at me.

No matter how I act
Whether I sit still or dance
I am a Black Woman... LISTEN TO ME

I can show you my I.D
I can tell you my Name
I can tell you my story of hardship and pain
But you REFUSE TO LISTEN TO ME

I am a Black Woman...I shall be FREE
Written by
Naptural Mermaid
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