Black, Beautiful, and Blessed
You Wonder
Why is the walk so fierce so easy to please men of all nationalities debating with ease copycats around the world biting the style dancing the dance stealing the look cloning the face based on what’s in a book eating an extra meal trying to get that look if they only knew why we show no sign of being stressed you can’t take being Black, Beautiful and Blessed
Why my hips sway like grass in a light Spring breeze moves so sweet ass being chased by bees swarming causing massive hives all the honey in the world and Still I Rise been knocked down a couple of times called out my name cursed by and by abused misused mistreated by the rest and yet I’m still Black, Beautiful and Blessed
Why my twist is so strong you grunt when I stride you don’t make eye contact and turn your head when I pass by when I’m acknowledged you suck your teeth and frown wondering why all the attention suddenly surrounds me you hate even though no wrong have I done been in the back all my life and now I’m number one someday you’ll comprehend about what it takes to be the best even though its already been said Black, Beautiful, and Blessed
Why do I stomp so hard that my thighs start to shake its to let you know no matter the problem these knees can support the weight these ankles were built to carry lies and hurt back stabbing and jealousy envy and worse my life is a testimony I came from a journey I’m worthy no doubt I was destined to be it all and nothing less..............
the blood in my veins drip Black Beautiful and Blessed

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