Lovely


The world can criticize me. They can huff and they can puff
But no soul in the world can tell me I am not feminine enough
Maybe to some, my features are too masculine
My hair should be long and thin
My body is too plump to be praised
To feel unattractive is not how I was raised
Because a long time ago confidence stood out of the crowd
And black girls couldn't feel beautiful and proud
They owned no diamonds, no pearls
No pretty dresses, because they were slave girls
Today, my body is the treasure of my race
My hips curve delicately at my sides with grace
My hair may not be long and flowing like an elegant ball gown
But my short curls bounce up and down
And they glisten like sweet honey in the southern summer sun
Every pore in my skin is lovely, and I embrace each one
I may not be a beauty queen in other people's eyes
But I don't need to look feminine, because I am a goddess in disguise

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