“Black Creation”
February 20, 2018
The colors scream out at you from the paper.
Her smile so gentle and poise. The traditional
And honorary headwear and outfit symbolizes
Elegance and culture. Neck tall and straight,
Posture adequately distributed… She’s a
Melanin princess, a queen. Her diligence is
Strong and precise! Teeth white and shining
Bright. Skin luminating in the sunlight.
Absolutely divine
Her warmth radiating down my spine
The history of her ancestors taken
By nothing but crime
Her soul saying I won’t back down
It refuses to recline
Her past locked in her mind, trying to
Turn back against the time
All set up into a rhythmic rhyme
The ways of her kind
Her mindset will not defend us
She is righteous
Her dignity cannot heal us
Their power will not stop us
We bleed our pain
Yet we shall remain the same
Everyday when it’s dark you can see her light
Her ritual may not be tight but this princess
Knows it’s alright
We sing our hurt
This queen has been lucky since birth
You see a person I see a God
I see beauty, a natural, not a fraud
You see paper, I see a canvas
In which her might shows she can stand us
Her will to stay strong, attacks you with
No hesitation
For this is God’s beautiful BLACK creation…