Her Right to the Proof She Remains Blind to
Why should I have to prove myself? Must it be the silk of my skin that defines me Must it be the way that my locks tumble down the curves of my hips And all our lives we are measured by our grades By…
queena is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 2 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees queena in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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