She was Brown
We were to be convicted at birth for our felonies of being descended colored
Because no amount of sass or weaponry can combat the constant threat you’ll face just because you are colored
Then at age 14, we start high school or puberty blooms and our own mothers resented us for being female
We were to be ashamed for the belongings of what was placed underneath our shirts and tucked away between our legs, and soon enough our bodies weren’t even our own, and we walk down hallways, and we were the exhibition because in our society your first mistake was to be colored your second was to be female so dare you speak of your joy for the blood that runs through your soul, your imprecation a hell raise threat to America’s finest men’s existence and confinement of your very own
So never stay blind
This world will make its priority to ignore you
So I say to young black girls
Be who you are
And are you who you want to be
So practice what you preach
Leave your hair, skin and soul unbleached
Love yourself and speak up even with shaky voices
Despite all the poison
Colored skin, let’s rejoice it
