BLACK

BLACK

I came from the dirt, history surrounded with hurt.

But life it prevailed.

Uncovered and shined, with a future redefined.

No longer on ships we sail

I AM BLACK

Them old, jagged scars and flapping flesh wounds,

Diminished throughout the generations.

Solidified in the melody of soulful tunes,

For a new and improved nation

I AM BLACK

Activist years of being uplifted, unlimited talent hidden by the gifted

There is a lack of opportunities

But we have been sanded and smooth and untarnished by blame

But lacking a complete unity

I AM BLACK

Systematic exclusion

Designed to tame

The Uneducated exspolsion

Driving youthful surviours insane

I AM BLACK!

Our future is not far from our past,

There is a time to rise.

Although our legacy struggles in modern times to flourish, to last.

It’s time to live and not survive

I AM BLACK!

So far from the struggle but living another,

So many pre-mature deaths

The sound of shattered hearts and the cry mourning mothers

So much blood shed and many stolen breaths

I AM BLACK

Weeping, for the new, still recovering from the old

This, is the time. The time to reducate

Remembering the history told

As Culture and pride becomes one and in flesh we elevate.

I AM BLACK

Aiming for survival,

Old values a bible.

Rejoicing in a historical revival

My cry, audible.

I.

AM.

BLACK.

Poetry Written by Wordberry

Copyright 2018

Photo credit: Unsplash.com

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