My Beautiful Afro
MY BEAUTIFUL AFRO
Said you liked the real Jamaican coffee
You liked it black,
No cream, no sugar
But you liked it hot.
My heart stirred,
Best pick-up line I ever heard;
You spending time with me
Buying me gifts
Oh this is bliss!
It's been a while
I realize
You have no family or friends
Or else, you're keeping me from them.
Your lame excuses cannot make amends
So just be real, just don't pretend.
Our private world has been upset
Your family and friends will not accept;
Your cream with my coffee
Just does not mix
Now it's your world or this.
To choose is to lose
Yet I must refuse
No cream will lighten my coffeed skin
Or rob my beautiful Afro of its kink.
Goodbye.
I'll always remember that you tried.
What you are able to see
Is who I am inside
For me to change would be a lie
So I'll choose to keep my coffee, my afro and my pride.
Marj Bless ***
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