A mask as a shirt

You gave me a mask but I wore it as a shirt.

My body’s never sore and no scars ever hurt.

Black diamonds, light pearls.

On my fingers they curl.

Twirl and swirl my nappy curls.

All they see me as is a toy.

Giving them and all their homeboys pleasure and joy.

My mind they never see, how bright it can be.

Or is it that they just don’t care?

My body they want to see hungry and bare.

Boy! Your eyes and hands don’t belong there. 

They say they’ll be there for you.

That their love for you is true.

Get lost in their eyes, your favorite color, sky blue.

Do you know tomorrow our baby is due?

What’chu mean you’re not the father?

Be a man and claim your daughter!

Forced to be a single mother.  

A woman brought you into this earth.

Yet you kick us around and treat us like dirt.

My body’s now sore, and those scars hurt.

Just because you gave me a mask but I wore it as a shirt.