A Black
I am black
but I am not A Black.
I am voluptuous
but I am Not a Rack
I am sexy
but I am not just
some good time in the sack.
I am black
but I am not A Black.
I'm not a brain
but I know that I am smart.
I'm no beauty
but just like you
I'm a living work of art.
You try to put me in a slot
but you cannot
know where to start
exept I'm human
with a spirit and a heart
So pardon me if I neglect
to "Shoot mad hooops" like you expect
or use a certain dialect
or sing, or rap or braid my hair
or threaten to "Pop a Cap" in you if you stare
or squeeze out the babies and collect my welfare -
See, I don't need to act a certain way
to prove I'm black
and I don't need to live like
every day is an attack
and I don't need to
live the way you say
because the fact is
I am black
but I am not A Black.
Copyright © Maria Stefanic | Year Posted 2005
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