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My Sistas' Skin
by
Lisa Bartley-Lacey
My sista's skin is beautiful
All soft like Baby's Breath
Faint honey tones to pewter-gold
Then sweetest sable depths
My sistas' skin been scarred & torn
Beneath the burgundy
& velvet fields where we were born
My sista...cries to me
My sista's skin done lied to her
To every eye it's found
Except the Truth inside of her
That flows out from her--napp, kinky, silk or wavy CROWN
My sistas' skin ain't covering
God's most adored Creation
Or Light that mocks the smothering
Of dark repudiation
My sista's skin is beautiful
From her head & all it Knows
To my sistas' ancient Soul
& down out from her toes
My sista's skin is beautiful
Just like my sista's Soul
Copyright ©2004 LISA Bartley-Lacey
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