When you see through me do you see the pain behind my night colored eyes,
or do you see my resilience and willingness that commands otherwise,
Me, me with the feminine demeanor that pronounces confidence that
accords no translation
Hear me, for I march to the beat of my own drums and dance with wildfires till the Earth beneath me goes numb.
Let me be, wild and untamed for I am a black woman that lives  crammed between big thoughts
that hang down her curls and resides between the valleys of her curves,
Let me be, so I can scream stories of black from the height of my seductive neck,
To testify ME, ME  the earth brown skinned,
You claim to see through me, who dares see through an unfolding black woman that transcends.