Dont Be sad Black GirlA Poem by Onyx Sky
Don’t be sad Black Girl
Don’t be sad
Young Woman with full lips
Kinky hair
And onyx eyes
That peer out from a white cloud
They will copy you later
Modern versions of minstrels
They will steal your lingo
Try to talk that talk
Get some clothes to walk that walk
Inject their lips and hips with collagen
Imitation is the Greatest form
of flattery
© 2008 Onyx SkyAuthor's Note
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