Hey black girl, it’s been a while.
That Cherry trailer seems bigger
when the dreams of riding ponies
still make you smile.
Oh, black girl, can you stay a little longer
we missed the little boots dancing in
the rain, roaming through pastures
catching fireflies on warm
summer days.
Hey, black girl, will the
time catch the beat,
so the curve in those
hips don’t miss the
hands of unity.
Does your world
run away as you
chase after your dreams,
reversing all the steps
as if these legs haven’t
carried the weight
of a nation.
Tell us why you laugh even
though no jokers are in
your hand-rooted to nurture
the soul of the earthiest specimens, you
bare strength to fight against a
familiar toll. These fees are charged
at birth Queen, but are only rejuvenates
the riches within. Little black girl
as you reflect upon sisters blood and
brothers sin, you realize
the woman within.
-Sincerely a little black girl.