
Dark Black
Dark black is my colour
Don’t confuse that with another
Like rich black oil flowing
In seamless precision
Don’t stare at me because of your decision
Don’t be perplexed because its your own confusion
Dark black is my connection
A royal blend by divine inspiration
Mix all the colours and what do your get?
A beautiful black is what you beget
Alas, why do you look down me and forget
That God made me like a perfect bouquet
I celebrate you dark black skin,
Forged like a beautiful queen
Never forget that God loves you out and within
His stamp forged in you and closely akin
This poem is about:
My community