Tinashe mulambo

Black - Poem by Tinashe mulambo

Im black im, proud thats the color of my black skin.
We the children of Africa.
Addicted to massacres
We the children of ebola...
Everyday there is less of us.
I wonder if there is space for us,
Since many are called but few are chosen..
At the end I found pride in my exploits

Topic(s) of this poem: struggle

Poet's Notes about The Poem

hidden pride which you find when you black

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 26, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 30, 2014

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