Photo by Kay 


Black queen
A nigga gone put a ring on it
But black a queen is never the type to wait on it
A woman’s worth for what’s it’s worth 
You're a queen momma
Do anything for her offspring 
Like her life depended on it
Own it
Cause you the type to set the tone
A type that would rather say it to your face 
Than over the phone
A bad bitch who doesn’t mind being alone
Quiet is kept won’t let a random nigga in her home
Protect her peace at all cost
Cause that’s the only thing she’ll ever really own
Can hold her liquor
But her thighs are thicker
Her eyes glitter
And them box braids how they sway 
Her pose upright like the melanin that shines like
daylight
Different shades, different hues
My black queen is that you?


-Aleya Angelique