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#blackwoman poems

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Black Woman, both Hard & Soft...My body is the makeup of both hard and softness / The reds, browns, golds... / The light and darkness of all my ancestors.

@CoronaChaiLove36

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The Black WomanThey say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder / But sometimes I ask myself, how can this be? / Cause when I look with my eyes, I only start to feel resent

@thecalmeststorm14

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Dear Black WomanAs Stong as the An African Elephant / Yet were are supple and elegant. / We are persuasive talkers so our words are very Eloquent.

@tashea-young38

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(daughter of Egyptian Goddess Sekhmet) the un-Suppression of the Black Woman pt.1If you weren't dark skin you'd blush, / You and your pleasantly "spring" demeanor, / blooming smiles in secret inside your hazmat suit,

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(daughter of Egyptian Goddess Sekhmet) the un-Suppression of the Black Woman pt.2If it weren't for the consistent badgering of radical america your roots your nourishment would enrich the very soil our ancestors turned, / but pests and pesticides alike have yet / to be relinquished,

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The woman called "A Work Of Art":)She is beautiful / she walks with poise / she speaks with elegance

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“Cosmic Candy “As she is Feeling worthy, / She takes the journey / With Eyes wide shut; in truth ever so blindly

@tashea-young31

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huewe are the people / of contrast. / storm in the cloud.

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...lies about things I am notI am not woman still healing / from scars, / from wars,

@CoronaChaiLove24

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Black WomanA female human being of African descent. / A subject of extreme abuse and oppression based upon the inaccurate perception of inferiority / The mother of civilization; one from which all life comes forth

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Black And ProudSeen in the crowd,and got infatuated with her / Chatted her up, thinking she should be someone else / But alas,she is proud of herself

@bolaji-temilola16

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The black woman in I IIThere’s something about the black woman in I. / There’s something about the Black woman in I that I can’t figure out. / And there was a time where I spent my days basking in this not knowing situation.

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The Trails of a Black Woman's TearsHer tears first started after she bit an apple. / The instructions were to not eat from the Tree of Knowledge. / She was deceived by a lurker in the grass and flipped the Earth on its head.

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