Selfie
Poetra Asantewa:
Ladies, this is your Selfie Revolution 101 class.
Your instructors for this class will be Poetra Asantewa Asantewa and Dzyadzorm and Fu.
The world has labeled us the selfie generation,
an individualistic generation who live for attention.
And yes, maybe this reeks of narcissism
but isn’t our narcissism a revolutionary tool towards self-confidence
and self-confidence begets initiative begets productivity begets goals
so really, aren’t we revolutionary?
When you take a selfie
you’re just photocopying God’s version of today’s magnificence
A selfie is a worship song exulting your beauty in a perfect pitch
Your selfie taking is the house you go braless in
It doesn’t matter if it’s filtered or has 5 hashtags,
Taking a selfie is reclaiming the meaning of self-love
in a world that would rather we stay silent

Dzyadzorm:
Click camera.
Click reverse.
Click me.
Click. Click. Click.
That's how quick I transform from girl to historian
We document our identities with selfies
Click camera. Click reverse.
Here snaps a masterpiece.
We've filled our biographies with imagery of us versus the times
Turn our cameras around to catch clearer versions of our smiles
Amidst the complexities of growing
Amidst the hardship
Amidst all evolution
Pose as a temporary solution;
an attack of sorts to everything that keeps us from beaming
Even if just for a moment
For a quick second we rid ourselves of bad omen
Click camera.
Click reverse.
Click me.
Click. Click. Click.
Poetra Asantewa:
Go ahead and take a selfie (3x)

Fu:
I saw you raise your phone but just not high enough
Cuz you were pretty worried that somebody would just figure out
And think you kinda weird taking photos in a cab
And that little insecurity just gave you second doubts
So I rolled my window down
Made a call for your attention
And I said
Think of the World a stage,  and us the crewmen
A stage needs a beauty
And today it calls for you

They took the world and then had nothing to do with us
Got used to us
Now we’ve owned ourselves now they’re mumbling
And now they have a lot to say about who makes the cut to becoming perfect
About who fits as right as a woman.
So if you guys can’t agree on real beauty’s definition
Then it could truly be
Ama, Stacy. Maame
Every black girl
Out there
in the world
Getting ready for her snap
Wind blowing in her hair
Skin like you’re touching fur
Eyebrows symmetrically
Complementing her contours
Thinking right at this moment
We’re not ready for what’s coming
All this melanin she’s flaunting
All this richness she’s preserved
All this beauty she’s matured into
As Daughter of the earth
She’s ready for her pic
Even the sun agrees
She takes her phone and clicks
And looks back at the screen
Just to see staring back,
Just to see staring back
Such a fine
Such a fine
Such a fine ass selfie