Black, Young & Gifted
Black:
Blessed hues praise me
Ancestors lives given for mine
Peaceful yet psychotic from current events
Strong in bone structure and dense
Young:
Pure in heart full of sin
Easily taught repetitious lessons
Glowing skin mysterious stretch marks
Short memories yell longevity
Gifted:
Talented words exude from my fingers
Kindness leak from my soul
Caring has become an art
I became art
While being black, young and gifted
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prezereese
Self published poet living in Washington state. I have written over 500 poems. I have written 12 books; two are ebooks.
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