She Stood with her back broad
her hips wide
her legs strong
Her ass high
that black ass
you could bounce a penny off of
My Nubian Queen
My sister Nefatari
The sweetness of her smile
barely hiding the sorrow of her spirit
crushed and crowded like those slave ships
that flowed across the oceans of her dreams
Enslaving her heart and soul
Taking them to the slaughter of hard work
hard love....
She stands tall still
With the weight of generations of pain
on her broad shoulders
Facing the day
Inspired

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