Dear Queens
Dear black Queens, this letter serves to remind you who you really are.
Have you ever thought for a second,
Who you really are?
Like, have you ever wondered that you could be whatever you want?
This is my hymn to every Queen yearning to be heard
I can hardly understand half the things you go through.
But this is a little reminder to every girl of color who has forgotten who they are,
Wear your crown, with pride!
Hey, Queen, do you know
As you walk, you are like lighting,
Getting all the attention as you came with thunder.
Your skin is like coffee, some with all bit drop of Caramel milk.
You don't have to add more milk to your coffee to look beautiful.
Your body is like a weapon
A weapon shaped for destruction.
It comes in every shape,
But each for the same purpose.
As you walk, show confidence in your armory
Walk like you know you're worth,
Walk knowing you can explode any minute.
Dear black queen
Your makeup is like a sword...
A sword to slay in every space you get in.
Every shade of makeup, for perfection
Not for men to serve their egos,
But for your own perfection.
Your hairstyle is like a crown,
A sign to show that you are a queen,
A true black African queen.
There is nothing western about looking royalty.
You are the prettiest person in the room, even without showing up.
Even without trying,
You turn heads as you walk.
Don't let them tell you otherwise.
They have tried by all means to pin you down,
But still, you rise, like the morning sun you drip your golden rays as they illuminate every space.
Just showing up
you would have fought battles,
Battles no other man can barely understand,
Own that.
It's never easy to have your whole future already planned for you.
Society has degraded you, to be nothing but wives and child bearers.
They have ignored your sexuality.
Society has silenced your voice,
But again, you never rest.
Keep fighting to be heard.
Dear black queen
They make you show up to a gunfight with knives
But still you show up with a big smile,
To a competition with men who have already won the race without even starting.
Everything about you comes after the "man,"
There is nothing of you that can be identified without mentioning a "man,"
But yet you are doing better than them.
Already you are doing a bachelor's degree meant for men
But yet you still beating them at their own game.
Your presence threaten their existence,
That's why they always try to have you under them.
There is no men without women,
Never forget that.
In this patriarchal society,
How do you manage to make appearances all the time ,
And act as if everything is okay?
Your attention goes unnoticed and unappreciated.
You are the creator of the whole country
But yet, you remain under the slavery of patriarchy.
Dear black Queen,
You are worthy of every single moment of this life.
Walk like this earth is your own bedroom.
This is a Shout out to every girl of color out there
Trying to make it work.
Shout to every woman fighting a battle they never talk about
But manage to show up,
And beat these men at their own game.
Shout out to every transwoman out there,
I might not understand half of the struggles you go through
But I see you,
Trying to get a table in this cruel world
Fighting for your existence in this shallow society,
I love you too, I just wish everyone could just see you through
You are the Queens.
This is a shout out to every girl of color who identifies as LGBTQIA+,
You are a prisoner in this skin,
Captive in that body,
And jailed in this society
But you choose not to give up,
you keep moving
hoping just maybe you will be free,
I respect you, queens.
Keep pushing forward. Brighter days are coming.
Dear black Queen
We are here for you,
keep moving,
Keep showing up every single day.
Make some noise,
Cause destruction till you are heard.
African women, black child you are more than what you think
United, you are stronger than these men.
Shake their peace, cause a scene,
Till they feel your presence .
Never rest, let's keep fighting till you have your own voice.
Dear black queen
Learn what you can,
Never rest to be what you can be
Work harder,
For tomorrow this place will be what you wish it to be.
From yours reminder
ArchieTheTherapist

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