I was told to become who I was not
I was labeled outside of my name and then I forgot
I forgot who I was when I saw the images
Images portrayed of me that did not represent me
Yet these images were what they expected of me
Just because as far as their eyes could see, these women were the same color as me
Represent me? In what way do you mean?
I am more than just a body that they say is only good for sex
I am more than just a hair style that they say is fake
I am more than my nails that they say the Koreans made
I am more than just my eyes, I have a vision to see that in me lies the ability to be more than just a
drama queen
I am more than just my mouth that they say keeps me from getting a good black man
In my mouth speaks wisdom and truth that those who seek wisdom and truth can understand
I am more than just my legs they weren’t meant to only spread but to be a connector to my hips, my
ankles and my feet so I can walk out my God given destiny with integrity so please
Open your eyes to see past the culturally conditioned society
I am more than what they said I could never be
You see I already existed and there are many more like me
It’s not hard to find me if you are willing to see past the images they only want you to see
Open your eyes and see
I am more, I am me
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Angela Phillips, Maryland
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Love it!!!!!!
This is real….This is me!!!!
Powerful piece! Thanks.
God bless you! Theressa
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