For goodness sakes!
Let us free the moisturized curls and naps,
filled with love and care.
We just want the wind to swim through them.

For goodness sakes!
Let the personality determine the differentiation
of a black girl from others rather than the appearance
of glossed full lips and golden hoops.

For goodness sakes!
Let us breathe the air of other men
and of other races.
Let us grow the relationships with them.
Let us love without limits and guidelines,
we are no animals to be mated with a specific partner.
We are free to do and be with who, as we please.

For goodness sakes!
Let our black boys shed their tears onto their silky cheeks.
Let them embrace bright colors, floral patterns, and style
without their sexuality being questioned.
It should compliment them not create a question or label of them.
Let them feel safe on the streets rather than prey
for the uniformed predators.
Their colored skin should not determine their fate.
Let the black boys live free and take in the sun
and breathe in the environment around them.

For goodness sakes!
Our creativity and style should not be the candy you find easy
to take from a baby.
Black people are no baby to sit and give in
in the disasters sent to our front doorsteps.

For goodness sakes!
We are human beings treated unequally
in the oh so free country!
The country we are supposed to please
and beg on our knees.

For goodness sakes,
We shall do no such thing.