My Awesome Blackness
The color of my skin is awesome
even though the world is against me
an they are killing so many like me
but still my colored girls and boy rise
rise like no other , higher than eagle sorrowing through the skies tying to reach the heavens
where lies our ancestors who have fought to keep us alive
where martin Luther king marched on to the streets to share a dream of equality
where on those same street colored girls and boys are being gunned down
where on those same streets my colored girls and boys body parts were found
from the black markets
to the officers who were to protect us but has turned there backs against us
yeah you know those streets
but my skin tone is so awesome that this has only empowered me and my community
we are unique no one in the same
they may critique and through shame but still we rise
even though we may live in a world of pigmentation where we're put down and pushed aside
we still fight and march on to show that awesome coloration you try so hard to make us hide
cause my black is awesome and my black is powerful
from the different textures,tints, and tinges
to the different names we may call ourselves
yellow bone, redbone, mocha or even sweet chocolate
just as powerful and awesome as my voice you hear and the words you read
MyBlack is Beautiful...MyBlack is Pride and Still we Rise
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