I pose in the mirror, what a beautiful African queen...
Kinky hair and brown skin, eyes so powerful that they glisten and gleam
in the dark pupils, lie a reflection of my soul and I glance in amazement
and in that same instance, a voice inside my head speaks
I turn on my radio full blast and if that doesnt work the tv next
I fumble around hopelessly looking for my phone, wondering who I can text
Nothing works, the utterance gets louder, till eventually
I cave in and decide to pray to my non-existent God, ask for him to spiritually
GUIDE ME
but nothing changes, the statements they just keep coming
I know better but stupid is as stupid does, I stop, I listen
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