Her melanin is popping,
From light, brown to dark,
A sign of her complexion.
She is dark, indeed dark,
Because she absorbs adversities,
she is fiercely brave.
Her body like of an ebony,
carries her inner mysteries &strengths ,
She is a mother of galaxies.
Her hair, her hair,
Black, dense and curly,
Her palms do her hair so well.
She walks her shoulder high,her head up,
A glorious sign of her blessed land,
She is God's skillful masterpiece.
They have named her ,
ebony, bathed in chocolate and lionliness,
she is worthy than any metaphor.
She is an elegant being,
Compassionate and soulful,
A virtous African woman.
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