Angry Black Woman

I’m an angry black woman

And?

How about you stop trying to

Get in my pants?

I work those long hours,

Undervalued,

And still trying to meet amends.

 

Some say I’m bitter and egotistical.

But, truly I’m just trying to get in my 

Zone.

I’ve encountered a lot of rotten apples.

Those 

Deceiving,

Cheating,

And,

Manipulating

A-holes.

 

I’m just trying to make you understand

Though.

When your are constantly dragged down 

The totem pole;

For expressing your emotion or your sorrow close.

It can come across as

 “fussing”, “nagging”, and needing to

tone it down?

No.

Because implying 

That

I won’t be 

another poke

For your own provoke.

So, refrain from using these

Labels

it’s not an easy cope.

 

I’m not faking here.

Yeah,

I’m angry

And may seem unfriendly.

But,

I just hope you understand;

though.

I’m framed into this 

Position from

Being hurt too many times

To give a damn

No?

 

What can I say?

I’m a

Human.

This poem is about: 
My community
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