Take up the Black woman’s burden—
Send forth ye most unacknowledged

Go tell her she is a queen
For to her, respect is as foreign as her African ancestry

Go tell her ebony is becoming of her
For smooth cocoa complexion is far more appealing than peroxide burns

Go tell her the hair that grows from her scalp needs not abuse
For she battles her roots & stifles the kinks’ ascension towards the heavens

Go tell her the curves of her hips rival the grandeur of the 7 wonders of the world
For she is convinced that weight loss equals value gain

Go tell her she’s beautiful
For the women on the magazine covers softly whisper else wise into her ears

Go tell her to love what she sees in the mirror
For society has stolen her self image

Go tell her she is worth more than
Than the picture society paints