𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐵𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝐺𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑠 ❤︎

𝐴𝑛𝑔𝑟𝑦 𝐵𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑊𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛

"Angry Black Women" a poem by Porsha O

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Let me just say that I am a very beautiful person. I'm sweet, and intelligent, and funny, and awkward... and I just had to say that, only because I'm a little tired of the stereotype about the Angry Black Woman, whoop-de-doo, right?

'Cause as you can see I am Black, and a woman, and I'm not angry at all.

Hell, I'm pissed the f*ck off! I'm mad as hell. I'm so mad, I'm gettin' ready to break my foot off in everybody's *ss, but pretend this is class so I can tell you why I'm mad at the education system.

Mad, 'cause "education is the key" yet they keep the poor locked out. They get hand me down books and hand me down chairs. Hand me down teachers who give them hand me down stares.

I'm pissed off at gentrification. Pissed that the rich be robbin 'hoods and mad that Robin Hood was just a motherf*ckin' myth.

I'm mad because Barbie is the standard of beauty.

I hate that fruits and vegetables are so damn expensive, so how the poor gon' eat healthy off some damn tater chips?

I'm mad that the government and media are controlled by the same people, and those same people are the same people who control everything.

I'm mad, women get wiped - I hate that I only got three minutes to say this poem and I got about ten minutes worth of angry.

I'm mad that I can't say that I am a socialist out loud. Mad that gays and lesbians can't be out, loud and proud in the military, I'm pissed off 'cause only 28 states allow everyone to unite in holy matrimony and while I appreciate civil unions... F*ck civil unions!

If I move, if I move to another state than the state of my civil union, is that state, what good is that gon' do for me in the state of Wyoming? And believe it or not, I'm still pissed the f*ck off about slavery.

That's right, I'm still mad 'cause I still pick cotton off clothes racks and never rack up operations. Mad, because n*ggers call each other n*ggas, and sick 'cause any minute sister girl is gonna turn around and call me a bitch.

I'm mad at Black men for reasons I don't have time to list, I'm pissed off at hip hop, I'm pissed off at Black on Black crime, I'm pissed off that Ricky Rolls got all the crack and we can't turn that ship back.

I'm pissed the f*ck off, I'm mad, because above everything, at any given time and in any given space, I, as a Black woman, can suffer from racism, sexism, homophobia, classism. I can be r*ped, beat, be burned alive and NO ONE, not a single soul would look up to acknowledge my absence from this universe because I am insignificant, because I am a Black woman.

And finally, you see I have every right to be pissed the f*ck off.

But most of the times, despite what you believe, I'm really, really sweet.

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