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What becomes of a world that lacks a black future
Sterilisation.
The ending of a bloodline
The tree has now stopped growing
Overshadowed by the other flourishing trees
Almost as if it had never existed
But that's what they wanted
To eliminate. To exterminate. To eradicate.
A whole race
It's why they lie with every smile
It's why they feign care whilst they kill
They look young black women in their face
Whilst taking their right to reproduce
Leaving them unsure as to why they struggle with fertility
Leading them to ask the doctors if something is wrong with them
Being heartbroken by their blunt answer
'Yes.'
They gaslight us into believing we are the problem
Then add fuel to the fire if we question Their 'knowledge' - tell us 'doctors know best'
Their only solution is to get us sectioned
When we notice a pattern
Of medical negligence against black women
Because at the end of the day
If a black woman was attacked by a bear
With wounds all over her body
They would claim she deserved it
Which is ironic
Because black women are expected to solve everyone's problems
Yet when we are not of use we become the problem
So they -
Take and take and take?
But black women are the problem
Yet without us your entire empire would crumble
Ending bloodlines
The erasing our futures
Just so you can dominate and become
What? -
The 'superior humans'
A flawed plan when the world was hand crafted by our blood soaked hands
You call us jealous
That we envy your whiteness
When in fact
It was you who was jealous of our blackness
Even going as far as to prevent us from meeting our future children
By blocking their access to a world we created
Stolen by you all because of envy
Copyright ©
Layla Riley-Hill
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