Black Girls by Patricia Mixon
Shorts are too short, shirts are too tight, heels are too high, and red lipstick desiring lips to touch.
You’re a BLACK GIRL, show some respect.
Those jeans are giving you a yeast infection and you’re falling sloppy drunk in your heel.
And your lips are reaching out for too many TONGUES.
I’m BLACK, I need make sure my legs show.
He’s already got a good look up my skirt.
So, there is no need for conversation.
“CLOSE YOUR LEGS GIRLS” still echoes in the back of every color girl’s head.
"SEX UNTIL YOU MAKE IT” is simply the motto.
BLACK GIRLS ARE BEAUTIFUL QUEENS, not sluts with legs.
Education and books are what we need, not new sex positions.
BLACK…. GIRLS refer to yourselves as bad bitches.
You’re not bad, you’re simply doing bad…. bitch.
And got the nerves to catch an attitude when the male species separate their lips and calls you a bitch.
But if he puts the word bad in front it, you’d smile at that sick ass compliment.
I’ve even walked past you, yelling at a friend to make sure she takes your picture with the flash because you’re too dark.
You mean to tell me that you’re too dark to take a picture.
You mightiest will blatantly open your mouth and say: “I’m too dark to..breathe.”
I even attempted to have a normal conversation with you, but we happened to see a light-skinned person and without a blink or hesitation, you stated that you wished that you were her color.
My hand almost had a reflex and hit you in the throat.
You see, I caught you, mid-sentence about to bleach your skin before you embraced your color.
BLACK GIRLS SHOULDN’T CARRY THIS MUCH HATRED FOR THEMSELVES, BUT HOLD ON A BIT OF LOVE.
REMINDER: these are BLACK GIRLS with no sense of direction, when will they become WOMEN.
