Our darkened skin this phase which is the most prime phase will never end

love your skin God created you in, with all that melanin we will never become


Colonizers kicked up dust they had no love for us, split us up and even 

got rid of some of us

Our negro ancestors rised up we went from picking cotton to spreading knowledge

The odds are still against us we'reblack and we're proud! we've been silent long enough

Thank you Dr.King for having a dream thank you Ms.Horne for being a black thorne 

and giving my young sisters some inspiration and a voice your words will never be


Black minds are a force to be reckoned with the oppressors can't handle it they fear it

that's why cops shoot it, judges sentence it

I got love for all my black sisters and brother for we 're all we got.



This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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