She is the African-American
Who puts her fist up and shouts...
"IM BLACK AND IM PROUD"
she is the definition of beauty
that when the sun touches her its like a kiss
skin so smooth you have to touch it.
she is the color of a autum day
a nice shade of brown
not to dark not to light.
she is the strong independent sista
the one every one looks to
but...but to the white eye
all they see is another black woman on wel-fare
or a crack addict momma
with two nappy headed kids
to the pimp down the street
he see a money maker
another piece to add to his collection
to the in and out boyfriend
he sees a quickie
and his bank account
she is a work of art
carefully built to perfection
the sista that makes everyhead turn
and brings a smile to your face
her momma could't be prouder
cause she gave birth to a queen
whom everyone adorns
never mean to a soul
and wouldn't hurt a fly
that niceness was taken advantage of
because to the mommas boyfriend
he saw something fresh and better
to the stranger on the street
he saw something he was gonna take
to her boss
he saw a nieve girl
that couldn't possibly know right from wrong
she was shot down, looked down upon
because rumor had it
that she was nothing but a dog.