Black girl magic

They told us , you are free that my ancestor fought to end slavery that we no longer have to cut sugar cane or pick cotton But I ask myself am I really free or am I still bound to your negativity your opinion, what you think of me who you think I am what you think I should be hasty stereotypes, passed from generation to generation placed on me you have freed by body but my mind is still bound by the thought that any day I could be shot for being brown my soul is chained by the perception that blackness is next to whiteness that my color is a perception of beauty unattainable And I still wonder how far we’ve come in this world When I hear, You’re pretty for a dark skin girl.

#20182019 #Poetry