#69) The Beauty of Black

If all were made the same, all beauty would be lost

Within, you hold all colors, that God has ever crossed

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To paint this canvas world, he made you his dark base; and from your blood he drew out every lighter race

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You should not curse your skin, your eyes, your hair, your lips…

To mother all mankind you must have ample hips

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Your eyes tell of how sweet a soul god gave to you

They’re colored brown as chocolate, molasses pure and true

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Your lips were made kiss swollen, luscious, soft for love

Your skin is velvet armor, a shield by time made tough

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Your hair is strong like twine, grown wild and never tame; it is your crown of thorns, a precious, tangled mane

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Your bones were built to last, to keep you standing tall

No matter how they hate, you’ll still surpass them all

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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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