Dear Society, Sincerely A Black Women
My words are always misunderstood
Because I'm from the hood
But it doesn't show
I don't fit the average stereotypes
I don't lift my fist when things don't go right
I don't kiss my teeth
When I come across things I can't reach
I rather get teach and preached on how I'm going to get there
So society, keep your death glares, your idiotic posture and your aggressive tone..
Because according to me, myself and I
I'm in my own zone
And I will find a way to get where I belong
The place of a Strong African American Queen
Where my steps are always clean
And when I walk...
Everyone stops and stares at the scene , to hear what I have to say....
Because I don't play
The same game society does
I don't go anywhere but up
And I show love to those who come before and after me
Even though my words are always misunderstood
Because of the color of my skin
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world
