A Woman’s Mind of the Black Man


I write to free myself from the powers that be...
What is a life without you, without me
working together to change minds
that have been destroyed by another kind
thanks to the black woman in the street
who kneeled down before me on the street
and told me to forgive.

the black women for not treating us black men the way it was meant to be.
She told me I was handsome, but it amazed me, she kneeled down before thousands in front of me.

My mind was now open to what she was about
being a woman without a doubt
it takes my breath away
and I am still amazed.
I just want to thank you, black woman,
for what you saw in me-handsome, a king and your family man.

Thank you for your love so true,
now I return the bow to you!

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