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The Capability of Our Color


Black is exquisite

Screech it loud

Black is unique

Make your voices be heard

 

Black is exquisite

“Dirty, loud, ruthless, slaves”

All the names used to describe a colored Individual

 

Black is exquisite

We’re looked down upon as useless

And never as thoughtful

We’re told to fit in but never to stand out

Underestimated by the forces of racism

At times, our rights have been stripped

 

Black is exquisite

They called us “colored” because of our dark skin tone

Dark as the night yet smooth as the stem of a young palm

Our color has been taken for granted

Badly injured, spit on; our color has been disrespected

 

Black is exquisite

Dr. King, Rosa Parks, Malcolm X

These leaders fought

Relentlessly

For our rights to be earned  

 

Black is exquisite

When we’re cold, we shine

When we’re hot, we shine

When we’re killed,  we shine

Defeated and crushed, we still shine

 

Black is exquisite

Screech it loud




 

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