Ebony Elite

...I wouldn't dare call you a little black girl; I wouldn't even say some little black girl
you're not a monkey
you're not a jigga boo
nor are you a "big booty hoe"
no, you're too precious of an angel to be called those things
but...I will call you Ebony Elite

skin made like the olive fruit hanging firm on the olive branch in Africa
bringing forth healing and beauty with every drop
eyes twinkling like the diamonds from the coals of the ground, something like a hidden treasure
so what if those girls have skin resembling the yellow fields on the countryside
hair just as curly and wavy as can be,
don't let them call you black and ugly
don't let them call your hair nappy or kinky
.....don't make play of your rich heritage and ancestory, for you are as beautiful as can be
so what if your backside is more shapely than those magazines like Vogue or Cosmo
your hips and thighs protruding through your clothing, resembling those African Queens in Egypt
don't let them make fun of your beauty
don't let them make you a sex object
....for you are far more precious than sexual fantasy, far more important than an erection

your brain is filled with ideas that are bound to make a difference
intelligent, a step above your class
reading everything in sight; researching information, while defining words to fit your vocab
yes....you are definitely a shining star in the sky, guiding those who look up to you
don't let them tell you that you're dumb
don't let them tell you that you can't accomplish anything.....

they're just jealous that your heritage is so talented
skin tones from the lightest of the vanilla bean to the darkest of the sweet cocoa
style like no other, made notice for everyone to see
just because you're not "fitting" in their society, doesn't mean that God made a mistake
no love, you're just what he made: a strong Black woman
carrying the burdens of the mothers before you, although you're not oppressed
rising from the illiteracy of your forefathers, although you have the sense to get an education
coming back from the rape and dishonor from those beautiful black queens behind you...but....
you have made a way to call yourself a queen

it shouldn't matter what they say, your life is like a painting auctioned for millions....
...but you're priceless

I wouldn't dare call you a little black girl; I wouldn't even say some little black girl
you're not a monkey
you're not a jigga boo
nor are you a "big booty hoe"
no, you're too precious of an angel to be called those things
but...I will call you Ebony Elite