The Beauty of Black
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Poem by: RaheemaFKM
If all were made the same, all beauty would be lost
Within, you hold all colors, that god has ever crossed
To paint this canvas world, he made you his dark base; and from your blood he drew out ever lighter race
You should not curse your skin, your eyes, your hair, your lips…
To mother all mankind you must have ample hips
Your eyes tell of how sweet a soul god gave to you
They’re colored brown as chocolate, molasses pure and true
Your lips were made kiss swollen, luscious, soft for love
Your skin is velvet armor, a shield by time made tough
Your hair is strong like twine, grown wild and never tame; it is your crown of thorns, a precious, tangled mane
Your bones were built to last, to keep you standing tall
No matter how they hate, you’ll still surpass them all
Look now and see the truth; see what you really are
Black beauty loved by time, the night which hold each star
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Comments
I swear, you just keep outdoing yourself. I feel like we have a lot of common views. I see so much hate in the world and it makes me sick. Every rasict thing I've ever seen twists my stomach. At times, this world doesn't make sense. I don't believe we were created for what we've turned this world into.
Thank you very much for the thoughtful feedback.
I originally wrote this poem, a few years back, as a response to the poem: Lord, why did you make me black [by Runetta Epps- I think that was her name]. It was a school assignment that just turned out quite well. So I've kept it all this time. *smiles*
I've always been raised on the belief of One Blood, One Humanity. When you get down to it, it's all just us fighting against our family members. Members of the human family, I mean.
Sometimes, you just need to take a minute to think about how blessed we each really are to have the other. Without each other, we wouldn't even be here.
But I digress, there's just too much to say on the matter of racism. We really just have to grow up and acknowledge our roots while looking ahead to the future, to make the world better than it is today.
I know we weren't created for what we've turned the world into. But because we were made better, I do believe we will get better. It's just a matter of raising awareness and doing our individual part.
If a few words can help the issue, then I'll write forever. It's what I'm good at, after all. *smiles*
Thank you, once again, for the thoughtful feedback. This piece is made all the greater by your love for it.
This is good! I just recently created a piece very similar to this. I know and understand that there are some black people that do not realize who they are and where you came from and it's sad. This is an uplifting piece and I appreciate you sharing this with all. Well done!
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