Black Is Beauty
They say we have the body of slaves,
But no we've got the heart of lions.
Our courage doesn't roar ,
But speaks with a silent voice.
Dark bodies, sure "Blacks" they call us
Proud of our astonishing beauty
And our unending love and unity
There's an energy, strain, wave connecting everyone
Triumph of imagination over intelligence
Yes! That is the love that binds us
Love and unity is our burning desire.
The passion of hospitality runs through our veins
Black is our culture and Black is Beautiful
The equation of Black to failure ,
Is total savagery.
Black is no synonym to slavery.
The dark pigmentation of a body,
Is no limitation Its abilities.
Black is strong,
Black is fearless,
Being Black is no wrong.
Black lives on and on and on...
Copyright © Stranja Depoet | Year Posted 2018
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