You so black when you smile the stars come out.

You so black when you born the God come out black as night.

Black when it’s wrong and black when it’s right.

Black is pyramids and mathematics.

Black is melanized and magic.

Black is televised in the need of drastic black advancement. Black enhances, black with chances, black with privilege, black with pride, black on purpose on the black hand side, black and beautiful, black and blessed and highly favoured.

Praise the lord, black and blessed.

Black and so much more, black and nothing less. Black and educated.

Black is brilliance, black is strong, black is ressillience, black is song. Black is infinite like hip-hop or space. Black is grace, black is love, black makes black babies grow up!

Black is tough, black is hard to do. Black is me, black is you.

Black is not something we get to choose but it is something we get to cherish. It is something we get to wear and we get to rock with honour.

I am black like my granddaddy and my great great great great grandma.

Black is that lift  every voice and sing. Black is letting your freedom ring and resound.

Black is adjective, adverb, colour and noun.

You so black, oh you so black when you smile the stars come out. Baby you so black when you’re born the God come out.

You so black

A poem by Theresa the song bird. 

 

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