Nappy Headed Hoes

Imus and Mcguirk said
“They some rough girls”
“Hardcore hoes”
“Jigaboos, tattooed, nappy headed hoes”


“She looks like, she smells like patchouli oil. Or weed”



All my sisters,
Keep your head up
Don’t ever keep your head down.
You are a black beauty.
It’s ok to cry, let your tears run down.
Feel my warmth, Black beauty.
You’re in my arms now.
Black queen, there’s no safer place.
Don’t you ever be scared, there’s no need to fear.
There’s no better place to be, then in your brown skin now.

Never be ashamed of your history.
Sculpted by the hands of God, then defiled by the hands of slavery.
Freed by women who marched and men who were shot,
never giving up hope and not giving up a bus seat.

You’ve come so far.
From models to the host of talk shows.
From congress to the performing arts
From poets, to a princess, to judges of law
to a First Lady on the White House lawn.
You’ve done it all.

You were fashion models and icons, when they said black wasn’t beautiful.
You were doctors and lawyers, when they said you weren’t intelligent.
You were poets and painters, when they said you should be silent.
And you were the best mothers, sisters, daughters, and wives, when they said you were nappy headed hoes.


To all my black queens, never keep your head down.
Let your braids down,
Let your afro grow and
Let your dreads down
Let them cornrows shine
Let your curls down
Let your weave down
Don’t ever hide your culture,
Never let anyone tear you down.
To all my black queens, before you, I kneel down.
My beautiful black queens, your hair is a crown.

Wear your crown Sheila Taylor.
Wear your crown Beverly Houston.
Wear your crown Tyler May.
And wear your crown miss Zendaya,
I thank ya.