How Can

How can, the black man treat the black woman with anything, but , respect

How can, he beat her
How can he rape her
How can he sell her
Haw Can

When the black woman carried him, her heart beat for him, she gave birth to him
When a black woman fed him
When a black woman prayed with sweat and tears for him
When she loved him like no one else would

How can she not be the honey in his tea
How can her essence not be the water that he drinks
How can her scent not be what makes his heart beat
How Can

When she is all these things and more, Allah created her for him to adore. Creating her in tones of black, golden, and brown. Giving the black man no reason to frown. Beauty in and out a masterpiece no doubt. And yet I stand here in shout, HOW CAN?