The colour of my skin 

The colour of my skin isn’t black

And yet the the title given to my race is “Black”

Therefore whatever negativity that the colour black representsis automatically what I am

I am evil

I am darkness 

I am death
I didn’t choose to be called black

But I have to wear that title like a crown and be proud of it because 

I am bold

I am strong 

I am powerful 
The colour of my skin isn’t black 

But I was called black so I could be put in chains

I created wealth for others before I knew I how to create wealth for myself 

I was taught to call myself ugly before I knew what ugly ment

I was told to be ashamed of being black…
But I didn’t choose to be called black 

I was given this title 

I took the title black  and made it a movement 

I took the title black and made it who I am 

I took the title black and made it the greatest title ever to be received by humankind 
The colour of my skin is brown 

I am different shades of brown 

The same brown as the earth

I am the most precious product of the earth

In this brown skin you find precious stones that represent my strength 

In this brown skinned body rivers flow to the rhythm of my hips

In this brown skinned being wealth is created
The colour of my skin is brown 

And yet the title given to my race is “Black” 

Black is beautiful 

Black is authoritative 

Black is sophisticated 

They thought by calling black would break me but they have made me more powerful than ever

The colour of my skin is brown and I am proud to be called black

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Moghel you are more than just breasts and ass 

When God made you,

He took His time…

He let man fall asleep 

Took a bone that protected man’s life 

And moulded you into a perfect master piece with it.
Beyps you are not piece of item that has to be shown off by someone who doesn’t know your real worth…

You are beyond precious 

Not even the wealth of the entire world comes close to your how much you are worth…

Woman you were created by the creator Himself to carry and give birth to every single creation He thought of.
Sweetheart you are so much stronger than you think you are.

You have been beaten, raped and labelled  horrible names and yet you rise up even stronger than ever

You wear your scars as if they were them most precious stones on earth.

You bear it all so they don’t have to

No matter how painful or bad things are you still carry yourself so elegantly like you’ve got the world’s riches in your hands
Baby girl you don’t need to be part of the crowd to be seen 

You are more than the latest fashion and trends

Your so called squad doesn’t define who you are

How you can get a man to buy you doesn’t make you beautiful 

That hair and make up  doesn’t cover up what’s pretty or ugly inside

You are stronger and content when you know who you are and have accepted your flaws and are willing to change only for you.

 

You are a woman 

A masterpiece created by the Creator Himself 

Unapologetic for who she is and why she’s here

Unashamed to bare it all for everyone to see 

Loyal to the royal within

A queen in her own right.

I am…

I am worth more than a bottle of moët…

Fact that I don’t even know what it tastes like, should tell you…
My body can’t be be bought by alcohol so…
Don’t bother asking, “how many drinks will it take to get home with me”
 You can try taking me to an expensive restaurant,
But I’m just gonna end up ordering fries coz your bougie broke ass lifestyle doesn’t live up to the fine elegant taste I  have called plain and simple…
I am worth more than a bottle of ciroc…
Boo I don’t need spirits in the form of a beverage coz I got the Holy Spirit and that’s more than enough.
Buying me clothes won’t do shit you’ll probably get the wrong size either way
And don’t think waving cash in my face will get me all excited coz not even manhood could do a proper job…
 Like I said,
I’m worth more than a bottle of henessy…
Don’t assume every girl in a weave, with makeup wearing a tight short dressing is:
Dumb enough to go home with you
Materialistic enough to get excited over  things you buy them
Or naive to believe the bullshit you whisper in her ear…
Everyone has a price…
But
Not everyone is bought with alcohol…
If you gonna try challenge us then,
Try seeing how further you can make  me think and not how further I can bend over.
Instead seeing how quickly you can get me to bed, see how quick I can learn about your field of work.
Rather then worrying about how my moaning  motivates you, how about you motivate me get that education….
Don’t complain about how my school work is taking up our time for Netflix and chill… my guy increase our time together by creating Study and Chill….
My education, values,  morals or self worth aren’t worth  “a bottle”…
So don’t assume I can be bought
Because assumptions make an ass out of you and me…
I am worth more than just a bottle…