My body belongs to the darker brother
He uses his hands not his words to make his presence known
Unable to let my beauty speak for it self
He speaks for her
Painting her into an image of his liking
How dare she not acknowledge him?
How dare his cat calls go unnoticed?
Disobedience is not something he is accustomed to
He uses his hands not his words to make his presence known
Through brute force he shows me how much I'm worth
Forgetting that he too came out of the womb of a woman that looked like me
My love affair with the darker brother is as puzzling as it is beautiful
Refusing to admit our struggles go hand in hand
But always finding solace within my strength
Demanding respect while allowing you to be a full man
I have learned to walk the tight rope of the darker brother’s ego
Which is riddled with confusion and anger
I know your struggle
Because it is also mine
My brotha I will always love you but my voice will not be silenced
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