Black girl with a book, she dismisses your superiority beliefs with just one look
You should fear her, this creature; she’s not reading for fun
Her education continues, past your delusions; yet you believe it hasn’t even begun
A double Ph.D.D in life, despite all her strife, or perhaps it’s the very reason, for her well-
seasoned, awakedness. Her nakedness has honed her into this, Oshun like, Godessness
The mediocre white man lied, mimeographed generations beguiled with his belief that she
belongs in a squeeze chute, or somewhere in the wild
Otherwise, she exists only to serve, to fill the cotton pile … to wet nurse their child
13th can’t amend her nor defend her, the white gaze and ways have never been mild
To this day she struggles to be seen
As more than 3/5th of a human being
Black girl with a book, a bibliophile, a sapiophile, a poet, someday a chosen Laureate
All the while her destiny has been written
Her knowledge and power will not be hidden
You’re smitten, with her sage-like words and intellectual prose
Yet you pretend, to be unimpressed, and upend, her, turning up your nose
But you cannot offend her, you’re threatened by her, and … she … knows
Black girl with a book, oh what a dangerous sight
You call her names, you pick a fight?
She’s an intellectual heavyweight, your stereotype won’t make you see that you’re about to step
into the ring with Muhammad Ali
You’re blind sided by her mind … it’s one mean left hook
And after she defeats you she’ll write about you in her little black book
Her ancestors would be proud
They dreamed her up while being lynched in front of a coward crowd
Black girl with a book, her fingers have never picked cotton
She thumbs the pages of her history, a history too powerful to be ever forgotten
So many have died so that she could be free,
Still they police her Black-joy and refuse her basic liberty with their modern day slavery
She ponders life quietly, atop ole banyan tree
Wondering … when will life stop lynching me
Black girl with a fiery look, someday she’ll abolish your misguided superiority with just one book

Kerry Jo Bell has contributed to various literary journals and magazines. Her debut manuscript, “Next Time I Go,” has been accepted into The Writers Union of Canada’s 2020 mentorship program.
She has a book of poetry planned and describes her writing as unapologetic. Her poems are unafraid and unashamed of exploring the intersections of racism, sexual identity, and the abnormality of societal norms. Her poetry is a mirror that exposes society through the reflections of a Black woman.