We stay and fight for a nation
That doesn't love us cuz our skin
They don't want us to ever succeed
Never want us to win
They stripped us from our culture
White wash it and call it there's
Nobody seems to realize
That most of them don't Care
Why is it Ratchet when we have it
But when they have it it's in style
When they look bad it's called fashion
But for us they call it wild?
We get hate, Threats, and violence
Just because were dark
People think rasisims over
But believe me, this is the start
But this has been going on for years
I don't know when it will end
It's been your neighborhood black girl
See you later my friends
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𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄•
PoetryA view into a young black girls world a collection of poetry.
