BLACK
Black, a label placed upon us to define our lives
Black, nothing more than a race used as a weapon
To capture the weak and dehumanize our strengths
Black, a stereotypical shame placed upon the heads
Of our young to hate themselves
Black is unintelligent, unhuman and ugly
Black is ghetto, loud and weary
Black is big assets, baby daddies and obese women
Black is a body used as a sex symbol to define our women
Black is the increasing number of criminal rates among our men
But no. Black is me. Black is him. Black is her.
Black is nothing more than radiant grace molded into elegance
Black is not a badge of shame but rather a symbol for strength
Black is not blond weaves but beautiful frizzy hair
Black is more than the label placed upon us
Black is more than stereotypes forced down our throats
Black is nothing more than my race
Black is not your definition of what I should be
Black is my strength, my talents and my achievements
Black is God’s grace upon our people, my people
Black matters. Black will strive. Black is overcoming.