〈Spoken Word: Porsha Olayiwola〉
I’ve heard
That when I write
I write, too many, rhymes
Up in my lines
So, the intellect gets, left behind
I heard
I sound good
But I don’t, write good
I mean, write well?
And well, hell
I’ve heard
I wasn’t ever
Supposed to be heard
I’ve got a tongue
Born ratchet
It ain’t
Primmed, and proper
How a classy b#tch’s tongue
Is supposed to be
I’ve heard my voice
Sound like children
Tryin’ to play grown up
I’ve heard my voice
Sound like women
Tryin’ to play, grow’n’ up
It sound like I’m b#tchin’
It sound like I’m a woman
In the world, who done lost her place
And wind up outside the kitchen
You supposed to listen
You supposed to be seen
You ain’t supposed to be heard
I heard my voice
Sound like the screech of a n#gg#’s neck
Coming unhinged, from the lynch, ro’
My voice
Sounds like n#gg#s
Singing an’ rapping, an’ dancing
An’ tapping in the hip-hop show
I sound
Too stupid
Too poor
Too Black
Too woman
I am not mute
I’m not meant to cookie cutter
Loud thoughts, to carve down
Big speech, I
Don’t give a flying f#ckery
About your comfort level
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