(Black Girl Manifesto)
is for all my Black girls
with a capital B.
With big booties,
don’t drop that dun-dun-dun
For all the hip-hoppin’,
flippin’ all natural waves,
flippin’ twist outs with their 4C curl pattern,
patterning their pumps with their earrings,
their high-waisted jeans with their lipstick—
This is for dark skinned girls who wear bright red lipstick
and deserved to be kissed by any prince or princess they desire.
This is for every Black girl who was told that they’re too good
or not good enough.
Who was told
you’re too Black
act too white,
too slow to text me back,
too lookin’ like a slut,
too much of a “hoe” to be cuffed,
too “wifey” to be fucked,
too “sober so i put molly in her champagne and she ain’t even know it
cause i’m just tryna fuck”
*kendrick voice* fuck that.
This is for the Queens,
and every other feminine soul in between.
This is for my Karyn Washington’s,
my Brown girls carrying the weight of baby sons,
the weight of feeling like the need to be the sun,
the weight of an entire immigrant nation,
the weight of being two times as good
to get half as much.
This is for my Black girls who don’t get much
but deserve 400 acres and a Mercedes-Benz ,
who don’t get love
but deserve to be looked at like they’re the reason
someone else is right now breathing for them.
This is for the Black girls who
reason that dying is their best option
This is for every Black girl:
You. Are worth living.
Fuck a statistic,
Fuck eHarmony and every blind bastard that doesn’t think you’re
Fuck being systematically oppressed since the beginning of time
when man wrote woman came from Adam’s rib
Just fuck it.
Because life too short to be buried in the bullshit,
drowned in the guilt of those who are too ashamed
to admit that you are worth it.
Fuck it because you are so totally worth it—
This is for every Black girl who needed to read this,
who right now needs to read this,
who will need to read this.
This is for every single Black girl
because this world wasn’t built for us.
But Black don’t crack for a reason—
because we were meant to survive it.
This is for ever Black girl:
You are a survivor.
You are meant to live.
So live it up, Black girl.
So rise high, Black girl.
So fly far, Black girl.
Don’t give up on love, Black girl
This, I wrote because
I love you, Black girl.