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