Poems from Chel_olu
Dear black men,
Who like to quack
About us females being
Too black
Comparing us to
“Tip of a match”
I bet
Your mamas'
Would
Condemn
You...
My Afro
Stems from
Kings and Queens
With
Unruly curls
Just like
Me.
It’s not perfect
In
Shape or
placement.
Sometimes,
It
Even eats
My...
I’m an angry black woman
And?
How about you stop trying to
Get in my pants?
I work those long hours,
Undervalued,
And still trying to meet...
Growing up is tough.
Requires a lot of self-
Trust
Often times
You can misjudged
Situations
Where there is
False love.
False passion....
It’s an
Anxiety
That doesn’t
Need to be diagnosed
But it’s felt
And it’s known
Like
Brown
is the color
Of my skin
And
It’s seen and...