Trip on... Trip over your greatness.
Trip over your obstacles you came over without ease.
Trip over your intelligence.
Trip over... Trip on...
Come on girl Trip over your enigma of a personality.
Trip over your natural beauty.
Trip over the light that is your beautiful and unmanufactured soul.
Trip over the entagled; curled up; whirled up; unweavable purely natural hair.
Trip over your quarks and smirks.
Trip on girl.
Trip over yourself.
Go ahead and Ego Trip.
BY: Luna B
This is a poem in response to Nikki Giovanni's "Ego Trippin"
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