My Black Is Beautiful
My Black Is Beautiful
For it comes in All shades
Blowing up the spot like a
handful of grenades
Having Us to put off a show
like a peacock parades
To keep Our public guessing
as if to play charades
While hidden remains the part
that suffers and wades
Although the Courage, We have
to LOVE, never fades
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