Fabled

She struts from the pages of infamy Black bold and beautiful No straightening of her Afro She owns her gorgeous Forget “The man,” She’s got things to do Not concerned with his master fetish In her world women rule If you cross her Honey you are the fool Her voice is smooth dark chocolate with just a hint of bitter She’s both a saint and sinner No skinny thinking Curves are for winners There is rhythm running through her veins She is steeped in strength stories birthed from palatial pain When you try to hold her down she rises up again Her every page the hidden embodiment of America History She faces the future clothed in mystery Hear her harmony notes On forever she floats Faithfully fantastic she’s the embodiment of hope. She’s every true story that has ever been told If you try to confine her she’s impossible to hold Add your own chapter line and verse You are born from nobility quench your inner thirst Perfection doesn’t need to be rehearsed. Dedicated to my friend Valerie Thibadeaux in honour of Black History Month.