Black Beauty
Black beauty is tears running down my eyes
acid being poured on my wounds
self affliction of hate is not true
Mac make- up being smeared on my face am brute
Brazilian ,Peruvian, Remy
so my negro naps wont shine through
self affliction of hate is not true
Dictation of life is not brute
Black Beauty ?
why do you choose to hide behind me?
me?
insecurities don't you know!
your the queen of the most prestige god
your heart is Harriet Tubman
your mind is Amelia Earhart
your words is Toni Morrison
your hands is Fredia Gibbs
so why hide behind me ?
insecurities
Black beauty is tears running down my eyes
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