B—BLACK

We came:

– From whips and skin-splitting lacerations

And ships and being taken from our nations.

– From hard times and a life of doom;

Being placed in our own restrooms.

We were segregated, separated, and hated.

Our beauty is understated.

– From our children being torn from the arms of their mothers;

And running away from slave hunters.

– From Jim Crow laws and not giving up our seats;

And being scared to plant our feet.

– From being beat


Again and Again and AGAIN.

From the curse,

Of black skin.

From pain,

The anger within.


We are:

– Free

The future and history.

– To having our families back.

Finally it’s not a crime to be black.

And although we still suffer;

We must remember,

How incredible we are.

Our bodies built this nation,

We carry the scars!

To all my brothers and sisters,

Mrs. And Mr.’s;

Take this day

To be proud;

To love being black — Out loud.

Here’s to being allowed!

We are AMERICAN;

And we will be so in our own skin.

UNAPOLOGETICALLY.

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s