So Why Are You Black? Poem by Nobert Awino

</>So why are you black?
Looking like the bottom of my mothers’ pot,
Rich with mystery hidden in color,
The black light? - is that the black president?
The black night,
The black cat,
In the black continent.
The unseen gift of death,
That comes at night like the Mau Mau.

So why are you black?
Like the precious color of ebony?
You are a warrior,
Married to darkness,
To slip unseen in darkness,
The power of the sun,
Lives in you like the solar system.

So why are you black?
When your savior is white?
Is it to sanctify? To cleanse?
To induce need for AID?
To cure AIDS?

So why are you black?
Like the color of the black gold?
The strength to drive the world,
Deep from the womb of the earth.
Is it the strength to invite death?
When black rises against black?
In Rwanda? South Sudan?
It’s just for population control,
I believe Darwin.

So why are you black?
Shall you rise like a panther?
Or shall you remain pathetic?
Can you chart your path?
Or you shall remain lost?
Why are you black?