I am..
When I walked past the mirror
I saw this thing looking at me
It was brown
Brown hair
Brown eyes
Brown skin
Brown mind
Brown which represents the soil with which I will plant my seeds
Blossom the
Know me
And know that I am what I see when I look in the mirror
Strong
Because I have not the option to be weak
In this nation that opresses me
Tells me that I am nothing
But an angry black woman
So angry that my vision becomes clouded
and I can't see
Oh but I can see,
From these strong brown eyes
This visionary mind it tells me
I will NOT be measured by the length of my hair
I will NOT be measured by the width of my thighs
Plus whats a ruler to me
When it can't measure my heart
And whats a scale that can't weigh the power of my mind
And no I can't tell you what you will see when you look at me
But when I look in the mirror I see love
In the way that I give my all
But their is no room for anyone else in my mirror
affection falls to the back of my mind
I look back and then I feel alone
I may not know where I am going
But I know who I am
I am strong
I am brown
I am love
I am hopeful