Dear “Promiscuous” Black Girl

Talking to the opposite sex doesn’t mean you’ve been around the block

Being comfortable doesn’t make you fast

Your curves don’t warrant unwanted grabbing by a brother barking up the wrong tree

You’re only perceived by nature and nurture 

Nurturing only failed you, nature only shaped you

The media ran our names through the mud 

After being buried underground with no reparations whatsoever

Our ancestors built this country 

Blood, sweat, and tears poured into nothing but hard labor 

As the folks laughed at our demise

While our brothers and sisters were on the verge of never seeing the sunrise 

Dear black girl, you were never given the voice that you had a right to

Because everyone has wronged you

Two wrongs don’t make a right

But yet, you were responsible for everyone’s sins becoming blessings 

A blessing you never received 

Beautiful black girl, you are strong 

Just like the women who came before you

Rosa, Michelle, Serena, Ruby Bridges 

Your mother, your sister, and your great grand-aunt Bridgette 

What makes you fast? 

Is it the way you want to be pretty like mommy or do you just so happen to have the same junk in your trunk as the girls on TV? 

Mommy is confident, you want to be like her 

But to be like her womanizes you 

You’re a child when you play with dolls and watch Sesame Street 

But when it comes to being comfortable and wearing “skimpy” clothing, you’re a woman 

So what happens to staying in a child’s place? 

But are you only a child when it doesn’t benefit the other party? 

I bet you never questioned your surroundings

Because your surroundings were something that you made to be familiar with

So you’re not an alien 

But you are an alien 

The way we’ve been treated is just as criminal as when you wear socks with sandals

They wonder why you’re broken, shaken up, too much to handle 

People just love to light the match to light your candle 

So they can manipulate you

Influence you 

Make you 

Break you

People may be cruel, and the world doesn’t deserve an angel

Because angels are the same souls that are most fragile 

                             Love, Yourself