see me
cocoa brown all a
round like the curves
the twist and turns of my coils
that you chastise and deem unfit
for the workplace
but really, any place that you are in
see me
standing tall and proud
in a crowd that thinks they know
what I’m about and what
I stand for
see me
putting love into a world
that has loved me
in the most toxic ways
without ever
seeing me
no time taken to
see me
hear me
feel me
you say my fears and my tears
are unwarranted
malicious intent is no stranger
to the smooth talker with
the underlying message
meant to condescend
me.
your talk is cheap
we both know if the opportunity
arose
you would not feel the same
stay in your own lane
this shit ain’t for the weak
and honestly,
you could never be me
black woman in america.
life with lyn. 