Just use a pinch uh powdered
concern an' a splash uf liquid worry,
puff of stale subway wind will
Deafen all passengers ears
To chilren' with cornrows and dem cavity-filled muths
who's a hollerin' dem banshee shrieks
A shake of-- whatchu call dem? tablet's technology?
Yup dat right 'der will smooth mammy's chocolate brow
clear it of all dat shame & conscious of self she harvest in her heart
Now chilren' 2/3 uf a dash uf empathy
works wonderins for inspirin smiles
but honey be wary, if ya put even 3/4 uf a dash
and dem smiles melt to smirks
you g'un get 'em speculatin' bout ourses ability to mother ours chilren'
Dey gone think we done been knocked up
Dey gone think all dem brown babes ain't wanted
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