For Regular Girls

*it's not finished yet*

I write for regular ole black girls.
Brown and black girls with shorter hair
Average figures
and regular smiles.
I write for the women who felt
a tight pain in their chest when
Wayne said, "You like a bitch with no ass...
you aint got shit."
For the women who brought Booty Pops
and hit squats for hours after that.
I write for you.
I write for every black girl that
put a towel on her head and pretended
it was long and blonde.
I write for every girl who ever thought
that smart was a synonym for "not pretty"
And every pretty girl that thought that
was all she could ever be.
I'm sorry world that I wasn't born
with lighter eyes
or straighter hair
But Sojouner told me that despite
it all I'm still a woman.
So I write to remind other Hershey kissed queens
that they are worth more than covers of men's
magazines.
And that our skin was made this way
on purpose.
We, brown skins girls are responsible for
that moment in the day when
the sun and the moon are shining
at the same time.
They're fighting for our attention.
we, brown skin girls
are that cinnamon sprinkle over a mocha
chocolate latte, that Starbucks made in our honor
Brown skin girl
You are the mahogany colored caramel
that rises when sugar melts.
If "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious"
were a color, it would be you.
So tan black girl,
bask in that sun, brown girl.
Don't you know it rises every morning
searching for your melanin, because you
receive it like a warm welcome
and the glow looks good on you.
Vitamin D stands for "Don't I look good?"
and there's plenty of it in your bronze tone.
And while us henna colored homegirls,
golden goddesses, and sepia sistas continue
to swim in this pool of goodness
that we call our flesh,
we'll never forget to thank the Lord
for making us this way.
Being fearfully and purposely made
is a wonderful things.
And don't ever get discouraged when you
don't see your image reflected in the media.
You are too three dimensional to be explained
in such a flat format.
Trying to create our correct images
would cause glares similar to staring
in the sun for too long.
The world's eyesight isn't that strong.
There just aren't enough words to describe the
diversity that we brown skin girls encompass.
So regular will do until they find time
to create another language just for us.
But in the meantime, just know,
that while your beauty seems to go unnoticed
by mere mortals.
The sun, moon and stars
thank God for you.