you think that I must be superman
with female parts
to be able to comb my
baby's hair on a daily basis
if only
I could stop twisting it up
all funny
and meet you and little Billy
at supercuts
you think
you think
I have some magical powers
from Africa
granting me the power
to gyrate
never mind Elvis or Brittany
it's a black thang!
you hope
I don't slip
and say
guuuurl ! during the board meeting
YOU
whisper about my bipolar disorder
when I shed my permed hair
for a teeny weenie afro
hope I don't act a fool
when you provide
your constructive feedback
on my performance
since you're looking for
lack of
you hope I don't scare
the clients away
a predator in a neighborhood
welcome
unwanted
by the conservative
politically correct
with one black friend
you think
and I think
and you lose
over and over again