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Black Like Me

Brothers do you hate me Because you’re black like me And when you look in the mirror It is me you see You appear to forget And instead reject Your uncle’s cousin’s brother Could be related to my mother But still you insist Those other girls are prettiest With their long flowing hair And skin so fair What does it really mean The fact that you want to be seen With her on your arm Do you think it gives you charm Look at my chick, I’m flossin’ I bet all the guys say I’m awesome Men put her on a pedestal But I won, she’s my gold medal No, it’s not my business Who you decide to be with You loving another race Some say it’s a slap in my face But believe me, that’s not my issue I’m not crying at night, pulling up tissue I too can get down with the swirl Unlike you though, they think I’m a pearl The difference between you and me Hatin’ on you is not my duty When I choose to go to the other side I won’t throw shade and show you my backside Because when I look in the mirror I love what I see I never allowed society to dictate to me That beauty doesn’t look like me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 3/28/2016 10:43:00 PM
Dana Black, you've expressed yourself well, I like the last line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry when you have time. Love ~LINDA~
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Date: 8/11/2015 5:20:00 PM
DANA, this is a good read, thanks for sharing..... **SKAT**
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Date: 5/19/2015 11:41:00 AM
Did I miss your point? . . .when I was 7 years old I was playing in the back yard with Ada Bee also seven as we looked for four leaf clovers together. My grandmother came out of the house and beat me...and Ada Bee, a nice little girl that I never saw again!....
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Date: 5/18/2015 4:36:00 PM
I enjoyed your poetry and thought it to be most heart felt. As you know, The Lord made all of us and he does not love one of his creations better than he loves another of his creations. With that said, when He calls each of us home we will all have the opportunity to tell him why we feel that we are better than someone else! I wish everyone luck as they look meet our creator face to face.... thank you for your poetry....
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Dana Black
Date: 5/19/2015 11:06:00 AM
Thanks for commenting on my poem. Unfortunately I think you missed the point I was attempting to make, which is not surprising, as one would need to be able to relate to fully understand.

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