I am a Nubian queen,
A darkskined sista,
With history as deep as my dreams,
Smothered by the world with the dirtiest things,
I am the women of complexion the world was never meant to love,
Infatuated with my sex appealed,
To the world I was never enough,
Never seen as a component to love, but an asset to their lust.
shunned by my own race,
from the black men
who my skin color helped raise.
Fear not I am not ashamed,
for God has given reason to this twisted fate.
I am a strong Nubian queen,
with wounds cut so deep,my heart still continues to bleed.
coated with this hard thick cover on the outside,
I'm preceded as this mean black thing,
only if you knew what I've been through.
Heard the things they said I couldn't do,You would understand,
Why this pain runs deep and this an ger does too.
I never imagined this would happen to me, repeat
i never imagined this would happen to me,
Deeply rooted and culturally strong,
I protect my temple , paint the color purple and move on.
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