My Black


My black bleeds the same color red

my black breaths the same air

my black causes death instead

of life.


My black should live loud and free

my black is me.

my black loves you

my black loves are true.

my black served the same country



My black is set aside

like last nights trash

Yet I ask,

does your color

mean right, and my black

mean wrong?

what a sad BLACK song.


Her white, his brown, their skin

deserves to win the same love

blessed from above

Clouds blessed in loud

Humanity should be proud

To sing colorless songs!





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Stunning. Absolutely beautiful meaning.