"The Essence of the Black Woman"
She's full of beauty,
With a hint of grace.
Her style is original,
No one can take her place.
The black woman is today,
She is also tomorrow.
Looking to bring joy,
While filled with much sorrow.
A beautiful african queen,
Who sits high upon her throne.
Planting her seeds of knowledge,
In the place she calls home.
Some judge her wavy hair,
And the thickness of her lips.
Never seeing into her mind,
Only the widness of her hips.
When you look at the "black woman,"
Look into her soul.
Judge not her outer appearance,
For she has a heart of gold!
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