eraser

She said

This is how you make me feel

Nappy head

Too dark to love

Do I hide

My chocolate skin

And busy tendrils 

Like a glove

Do I suck in melon mouth

Deny the meals

Which warm the south

Do I change

My tilted slang

And deny the fact

I give a Damn

About your circus

Face

These exaggerated mirrors

My essence disgraced

Do I bare 

My sharpened teeth

Or be aware self

Arrives with reef

I am no Santana

With bandanna

My polished words

They slick the floors

And when I 

Chew and spit

Them out

They sound

Affected

Just like yours

Is it bleach 

You need

Bleach to punish

The Zeus mould

For as Trojans 

Say behold

An army 

Is now looking

Do I wipe

Out history,

So you can

Proudly

Stand with

Me.