I am a loud and angry black woman, So what?

They make the stereotype of the loud and angry black woman seem bad But why has nobody questioned who made us like that The language they use to belittle us Our mouths hand stitched with silence And the box of requirements we are shoved into Threatened by the mark of violence Yes I am loud and no I will never be quiet The fire you tried to extinguish burns brighter I will not be condemned to a life of empty sound Just because you don't like how one word from me can crumble your empire Built of stolen voice and compliance Yes I am loud and yes I won't be silent Our voices the threat to your generational violence And if me being black and proud Equals loudness Then I am so proud of my blackness Because my voice echos generations of black power Of words spoken through the strength of those before me Yes I am loud but that is my legacy woke up to see Another death, another black body Yes I am angry and have every right to be When all we have done is emit a welcoming energy And we're met with colonisation and inequality Not to forget your continuous brutality Yes I am angry, you will not make me the villain When you are the ones with a history of violence Calling us criminals Can you not see the irony When we present peace And you present inferiority masked by a face of envy Yes I am angry, I have every right to be You call us poor but trap us in poverty We shared our wealth then stole all our money You claimed democracy then campaigned tyrany Then take the opportunity To abuse your power against us once we claim mutiny So yes I am angry as I should When you killed my people But didn't even have the guts to say sorry Yes I am angry and every black person Is allowed to be Because we deserve reparations and we deserve an apology Yes I am loud And yes I am angry That is who I am and I accept that fully