A voice of Sara

A voice of Sara

(Sara Baatman Poem)

You see here,

Beautiful black Woman 

You don't need to shake your behind 

On television, nor online....

You don't need to sell

Your body, 

Don't need your vagina exploited 

For cash...

Why?

Why post your sexuality 

When you need to save yourself?

This isn't a body of art,

The whole capitalism wants to show 

All your genitals for gold....

Your body, your flesh 

Isn't a toy, isn't a game....

Black Woman 

Please know what we've been 

Through....

You see here, 

The reason I'm tellin you this 

Cos 

I was force to sell

My behind on stage 

In front of white folks....

They put me 

On the spot 

Cos of my size, my weight 

My boobs, my big butt----

Listen, 

Black woman 

You are more than what 

You're worth...

You're more magic than 

Anythin in the world....

Why 

Put your body on 

Instagram?

Yes I know about instagram

And twitter 

And Facebook...

And Tumblr....

I may not be alive 

But I've seen what you're doin..

Nobody made you show

Your body on stage....

Shame blinded you 

All skin, all bony

And men mistreat you, 

Like hoes, 

And you ain't no hoes..

Black Woman 

Please don't display yourself 

Like that, 

Nobody told you to moon your tush 

In someone's face....

I can't believe my eyes, 

These days 

Young ladies wanna show 

Off their naked figures 

Instead of their intellectuals.,.

Like I said before 

You're more than what you are...

My legacy

Is not tellin you 

To be sexualized...

My legacy 

Is tellin you 

That your body is not their 

Government property....

Keep your skin cover up, 

Especially those creepy strangers 

You don't know....

Stop showin your ass...

I get madder each day 

When I see these little females 

Walkin in the nude...

black Woman 

When are you goin to realize?

When?

😢💔

© Kai C. 4-15-17