What the fuck you mean, my butt’s too big?
Why the hell are you coming at me with a wig?
I am Black, goddamn it and I am proud of my ass.
It’s not flat as a pancake and I shake it with sass.
My hair’s my crowning glory, so thick and so full.
I’m not a sheep to be sheared; I love my Black wool.
My lips were made for kissing and perfectly formed.
If you think I hate myself, then you are seriously misinformed.
Go to hell, all you haters; your lies can’t touch me.
I am what you are not and what you can never hope to be.
You try and sell me your looks to make me hate my own.
But you can kiss my Black ass because I love my skin tone.
I love the curves of my body; I’m not just angles and bones
I’m from multiple civilizations; my people sat on golden thrones.
Where the fuck did you come from with your see-through skin?
You bruise with just a pinch because your shell is so thin.
What lips you have are just a fine pinkish line.
And you falsely plump ‘em up because you really want mine.
You could pass for a boy as flat as you are.
And beside me bitch, you could never be a star!
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland
Black women, embrace you! Don’t let the Caucasians have you hating on yourself. It is bad enough when our brothas jump the fence because they’ve been brainwashed into believing the Caucasians’ lies that the definition of beauty is the Caucasian female. We know this is not true. We were damn near born with hips and so flaunt them. Walk with dignity. Keep your head up because the haters are all on our ass but you know what, if we can remember that we are sistas, we got this! The Black woman is much put upon and the shit stops here! We are the brunt of jokes. We are ignored by magazine executives and modeling agencies because we are not flat like a boy. If that is what the Caucasian fucker wants, he is quite welcome to that and in all actuality, that is really what the male Caucasoid wants. It’s just that sticking his lame ass teeny weenie(“Vienna sausage”) inside a boy is not going to result in the conception of his progeny. And the Catholic priests can’t get enough of boys, as we ALL know.
And to the brothas that want a bag of bones, be my guest. And meanwhile, I say to my sistas, “Strut your stuff, girlfriend! I do!”