The beauty about being black
Is that I have tears and scars and
anxiety and violations and incarcerations
and fear and joy and love and
music and resilience and hope
and triumph and defeat and
defiance and perseverance and
intelligence and diligence and
adaptability and understanding
All woven through my being, my skin
My essence
That could not be stripped away
In 400 years.
I am a living embodiment of all
these emotions
Passed down from my ancestors
to my grandparents to my parents to
Me.
Black people cannot be brought down
Because we are the backbone of a nation.
We are the lifeblood of its people.
We possess a magic that no other people
Can attain because we attained it
Through suffering and more suffering
And more suffering after that when we
thought we couldn't possibly suffer any
longer.
We survive and will continue to survive
Because that is our creed, our way of life
We possess a rare entity
Unattainable to anyone else
It's strictly ours.
It's one of the few things we have been
able to preserve-
Magic.