The power of being black
She was the rain
He was the thunder
And together they were an unstoppable storm
Both activists in their own form
Both doing what they were made for
A duo who held a power that could destroy A system
Meant only to break them
Built to control them
Her voice was fire
Loud and unforgiving
His mind was like ice
Cold and calculated
She was outspoken
She lead the protests
Whilst he wrote the speeches
This was their dynamic
This made the racist world panic
And that's exactly what they wanted
They knew their power
They knew what triggered their envy
They knew the secret to unlock their weakness
And that was their blackness
So together they openly loved themselves
They knew it would cause them to become overwhelmed
Something they couldn't take
So instead they decide to hate
To mask their envy
To repress their inferiority
And replace it with false superiority
To hide their insecurities
For as long as we love our blackness
It will forever be our shield To protect us
From the darkness that lurks within the racists
Who will forever burn in their hatred
And scarred By jealousy
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