for colored girls who have considered suicide / when the rainbow is enuf

somebody/ anybodysing a black girl’s songbring her outto know herselfto know youbut sing her rhythmscarin/ struggle/ hard timessing her song of lifeshe’s been dead so longclosed in silence so longshe doesn’t know the soundof her own voiceher infinite beautyshe’s half-notes scatteredwithout rhythm/ no tunesing her sighssing the song of her possibilitiessing a righteous gospellet her be bornlet her be born& handled warmly