Glory
For every black girl Who was told that they were ugly Who held their father's shame Because he thought you'd have looser hair Or whose mother's sat down and Vehemently said how much They couldn't stand you. Because you looked too similar to what they were told to hate about themselves. For the infinite number of times You saw the it girl be the other girl And you're the black girl Who never gets to be the love interest in movies Just enough to be seen but not truly exist In the fullness of your womanhood or your humanity For every black girl who was told That their nose was too wide Their lips were too big Their skin too dark And their voices too loud For every black girl Whose intelligence Was often mistaken as Arrogance And who's curiosity was beaten into silent submission And for the black girls Who thought their bodies were only Meant to be taken and objectified but never protected and cherished. For every black girl That felt the burn...