Our Black God Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Our Black God

Real black and hard diamond
At an every inch similar to cover of an almond
Very soft from inside
Very delicate and sweet taste you can never decide

"Blacks are not preferred" I said her gently
But do not object too if liked by anybody
As our God has black color
And seen with faith and great honor

Her honesty has brought me near
I can speak now without any fear
She has lot more to reveal
And comfortably feel

I am fully inclined
And lined
For her appearance
If at all given chance

Generally blacks are given kind heart
As they feel and belong to universal part
"We are proud of being black and love our culture"
We are unique and shall stand recognized in future