HerStory
Jha'mai
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If black could speak, what would it say Is it ridiculous you attempt to personify a color or ludicrous that you colorize a person If black could speak, would he be she or she be he Would her voice be sweet as my mothers or his voice foreboding like my fathers Would it have thick hair, cut to the ears or billowing locks down to the naval Eyes deeper than charcoal, perhaps black has brown eyes Black would have no definite shape Could be tall and athletic, short and stocky, plump and pretty Walk with a limp, a dip, a waddle, a shake Stutter, lisp, speech crisp Black would know the irony of impediment I thought I grew up black Watching my grandmother cook Sunday dinner while my mother hot combed my hair And my fathers hands callused and rough, he's a man that liked working with his hands My cousins, toffee chocolate and mocha running across the perimeter of our fortress We were black knights protecting our White Castle With our carnival swords and princess wands We battled every dragon and warlock the best we knew how And not once did we ever question our way of survival Our fortress faltered the first time I took a standardized test that asked my race The walls cracked from ceiling to floor When my teachers swore there was a flaw in my scores As there was 'no way a 3rd grade colored girl' could have the reading proficiency of a college student The windows shattered when I graduated top of my class with honors And our foundation falters with every sideways glance When I mention I'm 20 years old with no children I've never been convicted of a crime I'm a college student I held a steady job for 3 years, not to mention the only job I've ever had I love talking to people I own a business and I have never ever been in a fight But I thought I was black Apparently I'm everything but Black goddess I am black modest Black honest Too black to be flawless My black don't crack She black Black panther Black power Black pride embalms my black garden sweet And if my black be thorn, then let me be rose And the violets I carry will match my rage perfectly My black caressed in silk, milk and honey can't compare to black showers I'll grow black flowers in my black garden and produce black girl magic 'Cause black lions don't need white tigers to remind them they're a cat So, I don't need to draw my claws for you to know that this kitty is dangerous I thought I was black so long as I had my White Castle But f*ck you and yo burgers I knew I was black when I watched it tumble down Regained my crown and ran the kingdom that is mine So allow me to redefine black Ascertain your assumptions Elucidate your simple minded stereotypes Delineate a black woman and not a black vixen This is my story, her story, our story Not his-tory
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