The Black of me
Inversely Awakened in Black History Month of February
Does my blackness offend thee
Do you see me being audacious by my insistence
Always representing myself in portraits of ebony
MY BLACKNESS SELF
I see you ignoring my illustrations of me
While uplifting colors portrayed, depicted by them
those, though not Black, trying to simulate being me
My lips may tremble in righteous flames of indignation
The more we insist to be seen as same
The more you throw our past back into our faces
Tears no longer will bathe our cheeks
Pride, strength, fire and fierceness now will shine
Our lips now shall tremble with emotions
Creeping like lava from a volcano
Long asleep, now awakening, rumbling
From deep, deep below our surface of Blackness
Move out of my way
I am ready to erupt
Into Blackness personified
BEAUTIFUL BLACK ME shall ever shine
Don't be offended by my audacity!!!
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About the Creator
Novel Allen
Existing in mist and shadow. Neutrally Abstract.
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