I Like Black Women
He said: “I like black women.”
Have you ever heard such rubbish?
Are we all not humans?
Just different shades?
Why can’t they see?
Beyond our colour.
He thinks he does me a favour.
To utter these words.
Come on boy.
I am embracing who,
I am.
You are the one,
With the problem, friend
You change, pink, red and blue.
Different shades of hues.
Copyright © Roebain Christians | Year Posted 2021
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