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  Jun 2017 M7I3
Goldenbrown

Black girl scared of her own image,
Her own reflection
When she looks in the mirror she sees imperfection,
So she looks the other direction
Black girls mind is full of misperceptions

Bleaching her skin so she can be white enough
Straightening her hair cause white hair ain't tough
But all her efforts are never good enough

Black girl you're too loud
Black girl you're so ratchet
Black girl don't make a sound
Black girl just shut it

But loud is not ratchet
Boldness is simply passion
For you're voice, black girl
Is the voice of generations who
Were subjected to oppression

They have tried to keep you quiet
They have tried to **** you and your pride
But black girl you haven't died
Black girl you're still alive
Black girl take full stride

Scrutinized about her lips
But Kylie gets praised
Scrutinized about her hips
But plastic surgeons get paid
To have that silicon made for the  kardashians to put on display. Along with their "boxerbraids"

Correction
Their called cornrows
So I'm sorry if you were under the impression
That the style is Kim kardashians invention
But It was Worn by slaves and others all through out oppression
As a form of self expression
Only made possible through the hands of a true magician


Black girl you are magic
But that doesn't mean you don't feel
Black girl you are real
So don't conceal all your ebony appeal

Dark eyes, thick thighs we don't have to apologize
Don't listen to the world and it's lies

Whether dark,light, or mixed racial
Your skin, your hair and your soul
Are beautiful
Black girl they don't see you're value
And they won't until you do

They have tried to keep you quiet
They have tried to **** you and your pride
But black girl you haven't died
Black girl you're still alive
Black girl take full stride

Black girl power
Not just black girl hour
Black girl this is your time
Black girl rise up and shine
Black girl get in formation
Take control of the situation
Demand the attention of the entire nation
Because everything about you is captivating


Black girl you are a queen
You don't need sunscreen
For You're skin was made to be sheer butter or as rich as coffee beans
I'm sorry it's beauty goes unseen

Whether dark,light, or mixed racial
Your skin, your hair and your soul
Are beautiful
Black girl they don't see you're value
And they won't until you do
For one thing is true
They only envy everything ebony about you
  Jun 2017 M7I3
Goldenbrown
I feel like a dehydrated flower in a broken vase
Water has seeped through the cracks
I'm shriveled over the edge
Slowly crumbling
Slowly falling apart
TalesOfABlackGirl
M7I3 Jun 2017
Like the bonnie
Hereditary lines you descend from
You are beautiful

Through cumulative generations
Your estrogenic figure seems meliorate
But that's not what I'm here for
You see I'm here for what's beyond the eye
For I know there are shades of blue beyond those onyx eyes

I desire to engage with your soul
And for your soul to engage with mine
Not in the concupiscence sense
We'll talk about that another time

So Babygirl name your time
Name your place
No obstacles are bound to stop Psyches from attachment

For what I dream we'll have can over every,
and surely create plenty

Babygirl...
M7I3 Jun 2017
This can be defined as a feeling of deep heat within the throat.

A feeling of volcanoes spewing in the stomach and dynamite egnititing through the face.

One cannot simply control anger

It is one untamed beast, ravaging through innocent villages destroying whatever is in it's path.

If anger was a certain organism
It would have melted it self right out of existance of time
It would have never truly existed

Anger does not fickle
It endures it's prey through out it's existance
It is an enigma and resembles the unknown.

Anger is not part of the fight but rather inflicts it
Anger is no origin
No beginning
No end
No creator
No Descriptor
M7I3 Jun 2017
Theres little to be found
Yet lots to be lost
In matters of the heart

I for on one
Have lost plently
Fiddling with love notes
But in the end all I got back
Was Nothing but Confetti

Perhaps I stayed too long
Hoping
Hoping that maybe one day
Maybe one day you'll trully love me

But now i know
Theres little to be found
In your heart

Theres little to be found
Everywhere

Theres little to be found

— The End —