Caged Black Woman

I know why the caged black woman dreams,
I know why the caged black woman screams,
I know why the caged black woman sings,
Can you even catch the change in theme?

She vehemently dreams becaue that's her vehicle to get away,
She dreams dreams because it is here where she can make sense of her senseless world of grey,
See it is here where her lover who's left, chooses to stay,
It is here the two love birds can dance to the cadenced sounds of rain,
In her dream every water drop represents peace- not pain,
No bill collectors come knockin' because there are no bills to pay,
No not here, her dreams dispell all that can cause dismay,
She can't wait to get down to the sunshine showers of may,
I know why the caged black woman dreams,
She dreams because this is the first time her imperfections aren't her fault,
Usually she'd be armed with a mac stick, lip stick, and a bag full of chalk,
But she's now in a place where she's truly flawless,
A place where she can turn from 18 to 80 and still hasn't lost it,
Imagine. . .
Imagine a place where a black KING appreciates his Queen,
You see here, there's no need for eyeliner to uplift her self-esteem,
Nor does she have to a back hand spring just to fit in those jeans,
She dreams dreams because it is here where mirrors don't constitute beauty,
And the media's emphasis is only on who you are "truly",

I know why the. . . (Ring! Ring!)As her alarm starts to play,
And awakes her from her senseless world of grey,
I know why the caged black woman screams- Well that's not hard to tell,
Just imagine being in Heaven and waking up to a Hell,
Or better yet, fathom being a father and leaving your wife to fend for herself,
She's frustrated, she screams, she cries- cries out for help,
I know why she screams,
She screams to scream sense to her young,
And when her baby boy has gotten to old to obey his own mom..
She screams with her eyes, since she can no longer scream with her tongue,
She screams with her eyes, She screams till she cries. .
She prays on palsied needs for her God to try to make a man of her son,

I know why the black woman loves to quickly,
I know why love can never truly love to hate her,
Cause she knows if you can't love love quickly enough.. love won't love you later,
So she screams, she screams. .
For her ex-love to wake up,
So they kiss and make up,
Oh how she wishes she can dream again, but she can't- so she needs her make up,
To cover up her bumps and bruises,
Moreso to cover up the fact that's she's useless,
Ironically, the make up is more for her insides,
Her pride has passed, but still the love for him didn't die,
So yes the MAC may cover the marks and lacerations,
But the truth remains: there's not enough foundation to rebuild her foundation

She leaves him behind and tries to lose her addiction,
So to cope without coke she sings songs to stop her from twitchin,
I know why she sings- She sings for the black man in her life that she's missin,
She sings for the good and the bad..She sings for reasons I won't write, cause then I'd be trippin,
She sings to show off her beauty- She sings for the eyes that will listen,

I know why the caged black woman sings,
She sings because in the past she could only past as a peasant,
She sings for all in the present to feel her presence,

She sings cause of sorrow,
She sings for tomorrow,

Maybe the rain droplets will make a beat she can sing to one day,
Maybe the skies will clear and she'll make sense of her senseless world of grey,
She sings to forget what her screams make her foresake,
She sings for the hope that one day she can dream her dreams wide awake

I know why the caged Black Woman dreams,
I know why the caged Black Woman screams,
I know why the caged Black Woman sings,
Can you even catch the change in theme?

~KG THE KING