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Being This Image

Being This Reflection

Being This Pinprick

Rise Above It

Never Let Go of who you really are

Unity has No Color

Losing our Ancestors to The Whites

Losing our Black History to Nothing but lies

I can only see the black skin through my own eyes but yet i am ignorant

So i am Shunned to be Ignorant

Hanging like a pig going to slaughter, Throw me in a pin that starts with the stye

Being Black is what I am

Its not a color

Its not a thing

Its you who can fight

We were Kings and we were Queens

Thrones were stolen Never came back to the motherland

Colored, Black, Back of that Bus Rosa Parks

Bullets and Petals Tears and Nothing but the grave that goes 6 feet under

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