FOUR WOMEN

BISMILLAHI RAHMANI RAHIM

IN THE NAME OF ALLAH, THE BENEFICENT, THE MOST MERCIFUL

My skin is black.
My arms are long.
My hair is woolly
My back is strong;

Strong enough to take the pain,
Inflicted again and again.

What do they call me?
My name is Aunt Sarah.

Aunt Sarah

My skin is yellow.
My hair is long.
Between two worlds
I do belong.

My father was rich and white.
He forced my mother late one night.

What do they call me?
My name is Saffronia.

Saffronia.

My skin is tan.
My hair is fine.
My hips might invite you, Daddy.

And my mouth is like wine.
Whose little girl am I?
Anyone who has money to buy.

What do they call me?
My name is Sweet Thing.

Sweet Thing.

My skin is brown.
My manner is tough.

I’ll kill the first “mother” I see
My life has been rough.

I’m awfully bitter these days
Because my parents were slaves.

What do they call me? Aunt Sarah.
What do they call me? Saffronia.
What do they call me? Sweet Thing.

What do they call me? My name is Peaches.

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