Poem: This Woman Is Fierce

 

THIS WOMAN IS FIERCE

Is it the flavor of my chocolate brown skin? 

The color of my eyes, 

That makes a man look twice, you better recognize.

 Is it the tone of my thighs? 

The roundness of my buttocks, 

That makes a man think my treasures he can unlock. 

Is it the length of my legs? 

The firmness of my breasts, 

That makes a man think I am an easy conquest.

 Is it the sway of my hips? 

The fullness of my lips, 

That makes a man's mind slip.

 It is all of my beauty, I cannot lie;

 I am a fierce black woman, I won't deny,

 That makes a man break down and cry. 

Is it wise to question my purpose?

 May a man never question the thought; 

When God created me, he was just showing off.

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