I Am Women

My people were slaves long before Cain was born
But it's not to the color of our skin that draws scorn.

You give us rings,
And bling,
And all sorts of shinny things

But that's not what they mean.

They're a collar. A noose. So we never get loose.

Don't call me no bitch or no whore,
'Cuz I won't take it anymore.

I am Women. Here me roar.