Black Lace Queens

Ah. Cross the line. Can you lie on black skin?

Your rules won't put us in. You name the sin,

you name the wrong, but we've been standing here too long.

Scars like jewelry, worn with pride. Every mark is a scar. You built your

heaven out of fear. We built a throne to get here.

Whip and gun, the thunder loud. We own the world,

we don't bow. You were sleeping, we stayed awake. Out of night, we claim our

fate. Hands up on sacred ground. We don't pray, we wear the