I have forgiven myself morning after
Mourning
but the only thing left is always a bittersweet after taste i can feel on my tongue
My skin knows apologies
Like a soft and slow Rhythm
You just can't help but to stop and listen
After all
My eyes have reasons
My hair ain't been conditioned enough
To be present in air conditioned rooms
My back has bent out of shape like your mouth fixing its self
A pretty
perfect
pattern
of sharp
Ugly
words
As you reach for your god
My hair does so naturally
Reach the sun it could reach the entire universe
in a room that tries to silence it
My feet have not tired
Today
So let the church commence
Praise god
That god
looks nothing
like this
Amen.
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Black Girl Poems
PoetryHi , PLEASE don't use /reuse my stuff without permission! This poetry has a black girls point of view . This book has a black girls view point. These pieces have a black girls outlook on the world, and the battles we face .
