I love you little black girl
Yes, you the one with sad eyes
Who believed that I love you was nothing
but a pretty lie
The one who cried because of a pain so sharp
That at times you looked for physical marks
The one who hated herself
And didn't know how to ask for help
The one who didn't trust that anyone would care
That anyone could even hear
The little girl whose voice had been slowly stolen
I love you
I love how you learned to make do
How you protected yourself and withdrew
You weren't weak or broken
You were waiting and hoping
Hoping that someone will save you
If only you could have known
That you would be your greatest hero
How special and wonderful you are
How I love that beautiful smile
I love you little black girl
Yes, you the one with hopeful eyes
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The little girl who screamed at the stars
PoetryA collection of poems and memories.