My color is Black
There’s no love of color that I lack
The only time I feel like a snack is when I wear Black
There’s no other color that’s made an impact
I am Black
Growing up I was told that I was wack
There was no other way to put it being Black I had to pick up the slack
Be more patient, as if the knowledge about change has lacked.
Be more kind, so they don’t presume you’re angry and black
Pronounce your words correctly, or I am uneducated and black
I am not responsible for the way I react when people speak on what is Black
Live in the embodiment and accept all colors
We are not responsible for how you react to others
Why must I embrace my color while degrading another
Whether I’m red like roses, green like grass, brown like a tree trunk
A hater can kiss my ass.
All colors are beautiful, yellow, blue and lime.
I took my rainbow and twisted until it combined
Squeezed every bit of hate out, that shit is a crime
Black is my color
My black is sublime
I’m full of love for all the above
Call me Miss. Black Sunshine
About the Creator
Jasmine Smith
Eat-Pray-Write, repeat.
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