If I Were An Animal

If I were an animal,

I might just be a bird—

wings stretched wide,

dippin’ through clouds,

sippin’ on freedom

like it’s my birthright.

Flyin’ high

past borders they build

to box me in,

touchin’ every continent

like I was born global.

Or maybe I’d be an orca—

black and bold in the deep,

swimmin’ the seven seas

with rhythm in my dorsal fin

and songs in my soul.

Dancin’ with the waves,

unbothered, undefeated,

unapologetically wild.

Then again—

maybe I’m the black mamba.

Silent.

Sleek.

Deadly with intention.

I move with grace,

strike with purpose,

carry that mamba mentality

like a crown

and a warning.

Kobe ain’t die—

he just passed the torch

to women like me,

focused, fierce,

and never foldin’.