She wore the wrong thing that day

That day she decided to speak For too long they had called her meek She woke up early Decided she'd wear something that would compliment her curvy Spent hours on her hair making sure each and every follicle was extra curly She wore dark red lipstick to cause a lot of controversy Her mom saw her said she won the lottery With a daughter so powerful she belonged in a gallery Knowing her daughter found her voice watching her walk to school proudly Walking to school people stop and stare In awe of her hair And the way she walks with flair She was going to be her schools nightmare She decided her presence would speak on behalf of herself She would stay silent and wouldn't open her mouth After all this is what they wanted So she decided their wish would be granted She knew the power she held would make her a target That thought made her even more motivated Her blackness thrived of their hatred Walking in seeing their faces The once shy black girl had stepped into her greatness They hated the way the sun kissed her skin The way it focused all its attention On making her golden Her hair A field of curls They envied her shape, her body, her curves They hated to so see a confident black girl The red on her mouth said more than words could say She wouldn't let anyone get in her way All those bullies who hated in her skin Wanted to throw her confidence in a bin They couldn't stand to see a black person win They knew her self worth was their biggest problem And now that she knew their system She would not become it's victim