Being Me.

Being me how do I began I only I know what it's like no one will and can't ever know ,others see me from their view even some may say they know me ,,,, unlike what they see I"m not what they say speak or tell .Im Hajdra I'm Muslim ,im a daughter I'm a sis ,im a aunt and I'm a wife ,and above all I'm black yes I said it I have big eyes fat lips dark skin and watch wild wild nappy hair ,....yes I do!!!if you think that's bad then you should see my mother wow she has hair like a sheep and my sis has those thighs like Sarah barter ,,,if you haven't noticed so yes do u really know me or do u not see me yes I'm speaking I'm speaking like never before I wondered if what we were given was a blessing or a curse !i sit I listen to inspirational leaders speak of what we must so as a black race or African race or nigga or Nigger whatever you wanna call us I don't even know oour names Do you !?the world have and has done nothing to defend us in fact they say it's what we deserve I'm confused how do you say a baby being torn from his mothers arms or women made to watch her husband be raped or castarted in front of her or have her boyfriend murdered in her arms or babies be fed to alligators as bate please tell if this what I deserve then what did I do to deserve this treatment who's angry with me why are they angry with us with my mother my brother my sister my uncle??????????dear brother ,no matter what they say or show me in a movie or even convince me you are strong I see you and a savior you are your body bleed on on this soil here in America in Africa in Europe all around they have tried to dehumanize you claimed you were lazy lost baby daddies lost ones never will I believe you are a hero in my eyes you fought never did u ever give up on us you are king your dark skin and athletics body ,,,,sister you are my rock even they say that you are a baby machine you freeloading loud vulgar women nappy haired women no no no your worth more than my eyes can see or the world sees you as I know I know your strong black women yes you are you feed babies that' weren't yours and had yours stolen from u you held your man together picked fields of cotton you encourage your man to stay strong you nourishment hands heart full of gold beautiful your skin is the world envys you and I'm so happy to be apart of you because you are me and I'm you Africans we are each other mirrors we will remain reflections of one another when you see me pick me up I too you we must fight for pressent our race I know some say there's only one race and that's human race sciencetically true but people don't see this so we must fight we must ,,,,!,,,,,,,,