things i have to be known


my faith, is not up for discussion,
the fact of the matter is i stand by what I said
no accusation will make me quiver
no question will make it differ
i am here with a purpose.
my make, is not cause for discrepancy,
skin the color of the desperation of nations
silhouette carved from the mold Eve
eyes the craftmanship of bees
the reality of beauty.
my strength, is not to be taken lightly,
to deny the battle of a butterfly in rain is to deny a rose her pain
if you don’t know don’t speak
tongues in the mouths of the ignorant are wars chilled post bloodshed.

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