A Poem For The Brothers

i love black men  the way they look,smell and fu*k however, some times you treat us sisters like sh*t, beating us mistreating us, i wrote this poem for all you black men out there, who do not know the love us sister have for you, how we see you, strong and courageous.  i was told by one guy that it has to do with slavery and the way men where viewed. i think that is and excuse.


my African king, my Nubian jack
tall stallion like all dressed in black
my king my lover my Nubian jack

i look at you strong and robust who knew
the love and respect i hold for you
why look back on a pass filled pain
where you were beaten humiliated & chained
now broken from boundage your free
don't raise your hand to disrespect me


why do you build me up only to break down
say am beautiful that i should where a crown
only to defile me by beating me to the ground
my African king my Nubian jack hold your head
up and don't look back.