Unapologetically Black
When I smile you feel anger
Does my happiness harm you
Does it smack your hate dead in the face
Does my joy make you upset
Did it hurt your poor little feelings
Because if it did…
I guess
I’m sorry
Whats the matter
Is it my beauty that flusters you
Maybe its the melanin in my skin
The wideness of my grin
The way my kinky curls blow in the wind
Or how about the way my hips sway in my stride
Bringing about my african ancestors pride
Does my confidence offend you
Does it bring you to a sad, sickening state of no escape
Am I the down fall of your day
Can you not stomach my being
Does my existence frighten you
Does it bring about your unmentionable fears
That I was made brown
An ethnic queen
Not afraid to wear her golden crown
Who doesn't care if she makes ignorant folks frown
Did I hurt your privilege again
Because if I did…
I guess
I’m sorry