The Original Black Queen |
by Katisha Burt |
It must be the motion of my walk The way that I talk The deepness of my thought That lets you know this That it's the arrogance of my stride The ownership of my pride The way I adapt through time That lets you know this That it's the fullness of my lips The wideness of my hips The presence of confidence That lets you know this That it's the belief in undeterred dreams The persistence for greater means The wisdom instilled in me The Original Black Queen |
