Poetry

One of the Girls

You! Stop! Wait!
Who are you?
What are you doing here?
I’m the manifestation of
Your greatest fear
Coming now is the change
Look at you,
With that nappy hair
I’m confused
By those street clothes
That you wear
You come in here with style and grace
I said it was your face
But we all know,
It’s because of your race
That staff mistook you for an inmate
But you are….
Who do you think you are?
Walking around me, free
Unchained
Unbarred
Unbound
I found strength
In the realization of my crown
I see the guards’ eyes staring
Locked on my feet
Searching for a way to capture me
But you cannot stop the change
I am forever untamed

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