I Am Woman
I am dipped in burnt sage
smudged with black skin
Choctaw infused in my DNA
Creole seasoning the roux
in my bloodline
I slow simmer
for I am daughter of
strong warrior
Too powerful to
give up
cause surrender is
an unfamiliar name
to my lineage
My hair kinks just right
Bones and muscles designed
to balance the
world on my back
I can birth a generation
and feed it plentiful
from the milk and honey
that flows from my breast
I smile warm sunshine
my ancestors bathed in
Old ***** spirituals
vibrated from their vocal cords
as blood from fingertips
stained massa's cotton
I walk upright
with square shoulders
head held high to God
I've time traveled through
lifetimes before me
My black is not for
barter and trade
My woman is not to
be negotiated
You can't experience
my being without
being in my experience
You take the sweet meat
and leave the rotten
Not knowing I turn rotten
into witches brew
that strengthens
my inheritance
the parts of me you
wish pain for
I'm not worried about
you robbing me of
my ethnicity
You can desire to
be like this woman
but you could never be
woman enough as me
My black be God given
The elements of my woman
be everlasting
You thief in night real well
but what you know about
me and my kind
You can never represent
the meaning of Full lips
and wide hips
made for bearing
breathing life when all
your lips and hips are good for
Is delivering white lies
3/8/2020
Copyright © Lala Deville | Year Posted 2020
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