February

Brown skin,

Kinky hair

deep dip in that upper lip.

Honey you are exactly what they aim to be.

 

Don't let the cultural appropriations strip you of your identity.

That melanin in your skin comes naturally.

I see you and all your natural beauty.

No amount of makeup can cover up your imperfections,

Those imperfections are what make you unique.

Your are a queen.

 

Sit upon your throne amongst your sisters lively and free.

Don't let society tell you who to be. 

Don't let opinions kill your self esteem.

You are a queen

You are a queen 

We are black naturally

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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