Dec 03, 2010 11:23
I was epic during the Civil War.
Aunt Jemimah is an effigy of me,
A do-rag pulled tight
Over hair like Brillo, needing cream.
I have changed from an
African American anti-slavery icon
To a black maid that serves syrup,
My coffee colored skin buttery
Like the tops of pancakes,
My iconic face now
Glazed on plastic bottles.