History of The White Woman Red Lip Stick Slave Owner I recently was told, creativity killed the father, Declaring lies found in pictures, Deceived by beauty, Braille in pictures spelled out I was 2 creative, Her outlandish style embraced complexion, Frivolous boutique performed oral surgery, Before and after time traveling, took your sanctum by force, Arrived by ship, Atlantic bald spot covered an empty canvas, Workers beware, a picture is worth a 1000 words, Tall orders, captain goes down with the ship, Was told take your hat off in church, Afraid 2 show your people buried body bags on the bottom of the Atlantic, Got a graveyard on your cranium, Sipping champagne on birthdays, celebrating genocide on your birthday, Connect the dots, flip the switches got stitches, no need for snitches, Picturesque woman no center of gravity what you know of extreme measurements? Dress 2 impress, curled hair underneath false identity, trapped in the closet she has no scenery, Behind closed doors she measures budget, got cancer on a first name basis, Re-educating, planting evidence, make-up given a rude awakening, Total denial, image in the mirror alter ego, Gracefully reading language connecting caramel equations, Back spasms, reading neck lines, she has a tight waist line, miscalculated equation, Back in time welcomed blocks delivering women ten times your alter ego, Physical appearance, she wears smiles never complimenting symmetry, Birth canals fossilized empty happiness, pretends 2 have worthiness, Slumped millionaire, sink and deliver low blows she has no high or low, Wants better, donations computer Google Africa, I just remembered that would require humility, You left yours on the bottom of the sea, I ain’t racist, just like you ain’t half past sorry, Red lipstick, drowning sorrow taking baths in the trail of tears, Got slavery in your blood line, no scars was the one giving them, White glove, asking if the glove fits, your slippery demeanor cheated, Fatal kisses given, easy on the eyes wishing for bigger, No ordinary citizen, welcomed 1/8th the citizen, Less of a man, longer then your husbands, Witnessed snakes coming from hands whispering affection in my people’s ears, Your fork tongue used 2 grabbing not asking, used 2 being pleased not beaten, Giving scars not the one receiving, Memories flooding, field of dreams illegal sperm bank, Travesty, grab the whip wished whiteness could be shaken from perfection, Falsified evidence, forgetting we all came from Africa, Your eye lashes waved individual wands, Harry Potter white friends, Escaped convicts, household servants, not used to a tough demeanor, Taught black youth how to speak Luke, John, and James, Your rib-cage speaks of How 2 Buy A Slave 4 Dummies, The turn of the century tells us beauty fades with years, Your lips forming backwards smiles, broad shoulders caressing prison walls, Your back arched from hanging nooses off your shoulder blades, Dead sacraments laid fortune, gave children white privilege a grave misfortune, A picture is worth a 1000 words, Escaped slaves gave birth to second chance points without wrinkles, Once in a million, we have poets, Bloodlines of salted wounds, we scratch surfaces, Your hair grays, eyes weary, Your heels can’t help you, Your body sags by the weight of those who you drowned, This is the life story of the White Woman, Cinderella Story she isn’t Seabiscuit, Give one background check, Skeletons in the closet can’t hide behind sweetness, Even if it’s spelled on the back of your pants.
Posted on: Fri, 30 Aug 2013 03:17:29 +0000
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