PoARTry
H E R
She is the least protected...the most disrespected.
HER protector and provider is her biggest divider...He abandoned the home...she stands alone.
His ignorism LIES with his own colorism....Black mother...Black daughter....Black sister...why dis HER?
Hated from foot to face...they want to replace her with an artificial race.
Her style has grace...but don’t trip...she can blow your mind with her bodacious booty and the words that depart her full lips.
Trendsetter...who does it better...know fashionista...it’s the ebony sista.
HER hair...don’t go there
HER Afro is her halo
HER Cornrows...we know who stole those
HER Bantu knots...you know not
HER Hair is relaxed...relax
HER Weaves and wigs...they’re ancient digs
Aboriginals...the Originals
Dravidians...the hidden Indians
European she is not seen in...whitewashed at what cost?
The Americas lost sight of HER
Afrika is HER Diaspora
She has definitely evolved...and the art of stealing…they have truly solved.
HER Image they’re trying to replace...Do you know what it’s like to be Hated by Every Race? - H E R
~ S’atteirneh
The HeART of an Elephant
The heart of an elephant…as bold as any font. Lest we forget…she does not forget. Her trunk...truncated, tusks exploited...obliterated. Ivory I see…not for you or me. Painted in grey...continent ears that sway…like the wings on birds of prey; I pray she’s not hunted down this way. Palm leaves speak of triumph, peace, and victories...but greed only brings her to her knees. The heart knows what It wants; but the rich and arrogant...knows not the HeART...of an elephant.
~S’atteirneh
iStroke
Not my left, but my right, what an eyesight;
My hand is weak, I feel the numbness down to my feet; Paralyzing me with neuropathy; my mind can’t conceive what’s happening to me; As my body gives in to defeat, the tone and spasticity get the best of me; The curl in my toes, muscle movement uncontrollable; not inconsolable; Yet I can’t get enough of this clonus; it fascinates me; Spasms like orgasms; Stop...Repeat.
~S'atteirneh
