Listen to the music black girl, but don’t cry when it gets too loud
Let the cacophonic capsules be slipped into your drink
Feel the beat, your people like soul train right?
A mixture, a Molotov cocktail of micro-aggression, just for you!
It’s okay, black women are so strong be strong black girl, be brave–
Be quieter, your voice is like nails on a chalkboard scratching and scratching–
Scratch that, we don’t want to see you either
Your complexion perplexes me and I’m waiting for it to make sense. I’m waiting… waiting and waiting-
Wait no, come here, let us see you! You and-
Your chocolate skin…
It’s gorgeous.
You know what they say the darker the berry the sweeter the–
Juice! Apple is my favorite. What is yours? Strange fruit?
Strange, you should do something with your hair.
Are you going out like that?
Speaking of going out, do you want to hang sometime?
Sorry was that insensitive?
Sensitive, gosh people like you are so sensitive!
Give us a smile sweetheart, girls like you always have an attitude always so…
Angry? At me? I didn’t pick the song black girl, I just play the music.
Now why don’t you be good and go back to dancing
Dance for us black girl!
Dance to the stereo, the stage is set.
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