Born to Fight

Blak curly hair 

Brown skin 

Brown eyes 

Broad shoulders 

Built to fight

Walk a healing journey, now a blak sheep 

Uni degree, uppity blak 

Loves poetry, sensitive blak 

Culture strong, savage blak 

Trauma filled, negative blak 

Wanna meet a lubly man, get married – now she really a delulu blak 

Walk the mountains, hear the old ones sing

Tell yarns of the past, no choice but to hold the weight 

Grief is a tidal wave, building the more I ignore it

Heart bruised, tender, silent cries

No one hears, alone, deprived

But on the outside I’m sure I look just fine

Cause this blak girl 

was built tough 

Black curly hair 

Brown eyes 

Brown skin 

Broad shoulders 

Built to fight