You’re in for a treat!

My girl Mina has sent me all of my old emails, stories and poetry that I have been sharing for over a year and I will share some of them with you as I go back through time. Ya’ll didn’t knwo I did poetry did you?

Well I do.

Check this out. It was written while I was battling with racism issues.

Labeled

Black & White

Wrong & Right

Dark & light

Who started this fight?

Contemplate

This discourse

It originated

Although perpetrated

As a simple

Definition

But who defines

The worth of my life

By a color

Of pigment

Websters says

I am

Dismal

Wicked

Evil

Flip quick

It’s a trip

White means

Quite the opposite

Pure

Honorable

The color of pure snow

We were labeled

Disabled

To boost their self-esteem

To make the tragedy seem

Less significant

As they rose to the top

My back, a footstool

What fools

To think

That by their words I am confined

No more shackles

But still in bondage?

Never that

Cuz I got

A new definition for Black

Black is the color of forgiveness

Black means infinity

Black means a struggle

A strong back

A strong mind

The color that compliments everything

Kings and Queens

Though they make it seem

As if my image

Is a tragedy

Don’t believe it

I won’t

It’s all up to me

The label you’re stuck with

You choose to receive

What’s within me

A desire to see

My colorless world

Seep through

To you

If you choose

To dismiss

Their definition

And define yourself

For yourself

By Ms. Tee