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Beauty's True Form Is Black


Black is beautiful all by it's self.

Our body, will power, soul,

and our language of tone will forever exist to be

and not to be a shadow in the mist from last week.

They say black can't be loved, but I say black was the first thing above.

I say we are so pure with color and unknown,

that when you look into us, you can imagine any shape or tone.

 

No offense to the non-colored people,

but the only reason why you hated and

despised us was the fact that you weren't us.

Also that we were loved first and always will be.

They say in the bible that God made Adam and Eve first,

but another story tells man first began in “Mother Land" aka Africa.

The land of beauty, freedom, and a sea of land as far as your eyes can see.

 

Our images are the purest gold, crystal or diamond to ever be mined.

Our characteristic continued on from our ancestors.

I say we are fallen stars from heaven, that's burning up in our atmosphere;

starting to land in pieces and slowly falling on Mother Land.

Then God gave birth.

 

 

See my black brothers: sisters, mothers, fathers, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandmothers,

grandfathers, grandsons, granddaughters, son, daughters, nieces, and nephews.

We will rise from this dirt substance, we will walk on in arms and 

hands without a doubt where we came from or what happen in the past.

We shall walk in God's image, because my brothers: sisters, mothers, fathers,

cousins, aunts, uncles, grandmothers, grandfathers, grandsons,

granddaughters, son, daughters, nieces, and nephews, our God is black.

 

Now I say we are black and proud, I say any day is a good day;

I say that were that black from the universe,

and the non-colored people are the big bright suns in the sky.

I now say who shall end first, not us, not us my friends.

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Mafi Grey

I went through a lot of hard life situations, but it never stopped me from trying to make something of myself. Currently, I'm following my dream to become a chef and on the side is the passion I hold deep for poetry. I hope you enjoy my art and my poems. Oh, just one more thing, please comment as much as you can. It motivates me to write, when I have an audience behind me. Also, It really shows when a person responds to my quotes or poems can make you feel that special feeling saying you really can do what you can do. I mean it's like a painter who puts his new work in the gallery for display for all to see, and then turns around to see 10 to 20 people standing around trying to figure out his inspiration, his thoughts, and what lead him there? I love when a person understands me and when their trying to dissect my thoughts. Also, when my work of art can help others cope with their monsters and to help a person become inspired. Thanks a lot. I grew up without a father, but that never stop me from becoming a man; yet I thought life would be easy but it wasn't. The pain that I grew up with was hard, but the thought that grew with inside me was even harder. Could I be a good father, could I contain the pain; could I even forget or could I be something better than what he tried to be. Before I knew it, I woke up a man with pain in his knees, with hair on his face; even with sweat, tears, and blood on his sleeves. The lost of hair, the responsibility of having faith in you and where I worked my hands far pass there capabilities. I believe that I'm a pretty fine man and that one day that I will love my children as mush as my father and mother did... Me and my friend has a group, he does music, rap, making beats, and videos. I help out there and here for the music, raps, and videos. I used to rap myself and we go way back. I join the team and he wants me to lead the poetry side and I agreed. If anyone wants to join, then email me at [email protected] and I'll see what you got. Check out my page: https://www.facebook.com/MafiThePoet

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Mafi Grey
Please comment as much as you can. It motivates me to write, when i have an audience behind me. Thanks
Mafi Grey
I'm a beautiful black man.

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