Black is beautiful all by it's self.

Our body, will power, soul,

and our language of tone will forever exist to be

and not to be a shadow in the mist from last week.

They say black can't be loved, but I say black was the first thing above.

I say we are so pure with color and unknown,

that when you look into us, you can imagine any shape or tone.

No offense to the non-colored people,

but the only reason why you hated and

despised us was the fact that you weren't us.

Also that we were loved first and always will be.

They say in the bible that God made Adam and Eve first,

but another story tells man first began in “Mother Land" aka Africa.

The land of beauty, freedom, and a sea of land as far as your eyes can see.

Our images are the purest gold, crystal or diamond to ever be mined.

Our characteristic continued on from our ancestors.

I say we are fallen stars from heaven, that's burning up in our atmosphere;

starting to land in pieces and slowly falling on Mother Land.

Then God gave birth.

See my black brothers: sisters, mothers, fathers, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandmothers,

grandfathers, grandsons, granddaughters, son, daughters, nieces, and nephews.

We will rise from this dirt substance, we will walk on in arms and 

hands without a doubt where we came from or what happen in the past.

We shall walk in God's image, because my brothers: sisters, mothers, fathers,

cousins, aunts, uncles, grandmothers, grandfathers, grandsons,

granddaughters, son, daughters, nieces, and nephews, our God is black.

Now I say we are black and proud, I say any day is a good day;

I say that were that black from the universe,

and the non-colored people are the big bright suns in the sky.

I now say who shall end first, not us, not us my friends.