As I was looking for a poem to show my pride
I saw some things that made my black skin want to hide
They take the proud color of black and turn it into lies
With the junk that fills our people's minds
Black is the color of blindness
In which my dark path seems
Black is the color of darkness
In which I may not see
Black is the color of a blood sucking crow
And it is a color most people don't know
Black is a color of an evil panther
And that's the color of my ancestors
Black is the color of coal
A substance that is worth as much as gold
Black is the color of the night
In it I see the stars to bright
Black is the color of power
Black is the color of my desire
Black is the color that set us free
Black is the color of my beauty
Black is the color of my skin and
Black is the world I believe in
Black may be the color that gets you down
But black is the color that makes me proud
- Magdala Compere
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Unapologetically Black
EspiritualSome say "The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice." I say "The darker the flesh, The deeper the roots."
