We are made of black,
Inunct with good bodily structure.
Because, we are special creatures,
Bless with many cultures,
And surrounded by nature.
We are made of black,
Though they compare our appearance to coal.
But deep within we are smart and cool like snow,
We are been abused and rejected but still we flow.
We are made of black,
We are products of creativity.
Because we believe and flow in art.
We don't cheaply give in on a fight,
Most especially to that which is right.
We are made of black,
Blacks are quite strong.
With the ability to endure heat or cold
Because, we toil in digging even to the old.
Without resistance to unfold our gold.
©yamai
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