Young black female
Young black female, society and stereotypic hashtags
Hashtag you to be nothing but a tool
Nothing but a hammer or electric drill invented
To fulfill the desires of the stereotyped typical male
Nothing but a side dish beside some cooked rice, beans, and fried fish
But I don’t blame you baby girl
It’s what you’ve been taught
What you’ve been told
You’ve been told that if sold a couple one night stands
That sole dollar would in time add up to your weight in gold
And as her heart broken soul danced in synch with that pole
He pictured her.
Not in a sense of anything more graphic that the single lace of lace that covered her body
But in way in which he placed her on a pedestal,
So Godly
In a white dress
Hazed like the slow rolling Purple Haze that rose to cover her face
As she slow rolled in his face
He pictured her.
Sitting under a tree
With a sketch pad
Or a book of sincerely written poetry
Writing about lost loves, and great wants, and dreams
He pictured her.
With an easel, channeling her rightfully owned,
Inner Picasso
Picturing the finest strokes of brush man had ever seen
Conveying
Messages you’d see if you would read
Between the lines
He pictured her.
Freezing moments behind a Cannon,
Or freshly purchased Kodak
Snapping photos of rows of red roses
He thought to be as beautiful as she
He pictured her
Vision in perfection
So clearly it was scary
He was prophet,
Gazing upon his reincarnated Mary
She was something
Oh, she was something.
But only if she could picture it.
Picture a world more positive than the naked pictures sent,
Sent to more than just the men her long shift nights are often sadly spent
If only she could picture it.
If only she could picture herself
The way he pictured her.
Ki-Ana L. Tonge is a humble, outgoing, creative, and ambitious nineteen year old from St.Croix , USVI, with a love for writing. She is on a mission to be the very best she can be, and strives to make a difference with the tools and talents God has given her
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