Black Mother
What does it matter?This is what you utterbut is this the saying of our black motheror do you rather settle for glittersthat only cause your womb to wither,because never will I ever accept the tremorthat rubbing to be brown is better.When you are so rich in colorrepresenting melanin powersthat only you possessbut to you that's the least I guessand that is where you are the weakest,where you seek the cheapest jeans to impersonatewhere you decorate the creator like a masqueradeHowever I don't want you to feel lessknowing you're the bestbecause all my laughs, cries, stress are from youblack mother,or should I say black daughter,to bear my seed and forward a royal ihatato be the mother of the earthwhere she never flirts knowing her worthis far beyond this world.