Black On Black Poems - Poems about Black On Black

The price of being black In a white world Is the cost some of us can't afford A currency we don't own Not because we don't have affluence But because they stole the wealth that inhabits our land The price of being black In a white world Is the unreachable expectation of measuring up to something we...

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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...

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Hopelessness When your body and mind are disconnected When your falling in a sea of darkness and accept it When the silence is loud you can hear your heartbeat It's the feeling of a deep pit In your stomach All the contents of your stomach being Consumed by it Replaced by the feeling of sickness Leaving a...

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She did everything she could And yet somehow it wasn't enough She did everything right Yet she still lost the fight From the very first moment She was born She was was Stripped of her voice There were complications with her mum But before they could help she was gone Her father was falsely imprisoned The child was silent But there was...

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He wore a hoodie, she had an attitude He wore a hoodie So you immediately assumed he had a weapon He wore a hoodie So you immediately assumed he was on the way to a drug deal He wore a hoodie So you thought he was hiding something He wore a hoodie So you thought he was a good for nothing...

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Museums A place full of stories Of art Not just in the paintings But in the people too A little black girl walking hand in hand with her mother Her eyes lit up in wonder Wandering what she would discover While she walks around Spinning around And jumping up and down She doesn't see That everytime she jumps the light reflecting on her beautiful...

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If slavery was a choice, as some have agreed, then what are we? If watching your father and mother endure rape or murder was a choice, Then why do we sit on idle hands, while Trump eradicates our posterity’s opportunities, As if they were written in sand? If not being able to read was a choice, Then why do you...

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the growth that all a person has sinister growth like fungus or tumour sprouting protruding scrouting grotruding a growth growing with light black black black flat flat flat mirroring our dances echoing our chances fat skinny glances strouting brotruding black black black flat flat flat but watch for a person’s without a person the growth that all a person has black black black ...

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Black to Black and Black like that There's Black exact. Just this the Black flag yeah not no ever subtract! Why that? Cause just that we be About the LOVE of the Blackest Free lancer. Take charge without Regard say jack Black needs to Relax. Black is beautiful It is Love! Hey there say fair! Black is the...

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There’s an aching in my heart Just in a little bit now Ill be ok The black sheep constant game Arrives and sails his sympathy in absent muse They don’t see they are killing themselves The sheer vanity of the boisterous corrupt fly Phantom dreams Just in a little bit now Ill be ok The black sheep constant game Arrives and sails his...

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We saw blood on the leaves Yeah! Blood filling the roots Our ancestors hanging from trees Their blood flowing out to the slave seas Chained crews taken To the cane fields Haiti toppled from the outside, see reels Shaken down to it’s knees What they set out to achieve Ain't no lie, ain't no dream The enslaved Screamed Our Blood on the leaves Copyright March 4,...

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BLACK LIVES MATTER. The sad thing is that people are getting hurt, The environment statues are being treated like dirt. We must find a better way to resolve this situation, And do this across all nations. The day George Floyd died, People realised, A way to stop racism is what we must decide. There will be few fights, We need...

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Wherever comes this strange, black chill an overwhelming desire, here at the brink so inexplicably drawn and curious to sink into the abyss of an unknown cavern? Weighty and darker than the deepest ocean from blackest ink of a moonless night its mystery surrounds, as I take flight under its solemn layers of silent secrets. Vision now vanishes, only touch to...

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Today's sky is black It does not means That I Am suffering or I am sad It simply refers to the colour Visible black colour of the Quite Black sky No one to escalate The blackness The dullness Of this vivid black canvas Someday I might fall into distress When this very sky Will approach for my help Approach for my help....

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Chuck looks slender and charming wearing his black tux, white silk shirt, black tie, black rose boutonnière on his lapel , and polish black patent leather shoes; drives up in his black Cadillac. Chuck, a Texas oil tycoon, is a character, drinking a glass of Black Crow whiskey. Charlene, his foxy lady in black dress and...

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